Curse of the Working Class
The Southside Choir Boys
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Gotta keep my hands busy or they'll make a noose And lately I don't have anything to lose Work away the flesh, work away the bone Work dawn to dusk hoping to atone I've got so many sins to work away Working off these sins every single day If my hands stop moving then my head will start Then it won't be long til I lose my heart Gotta bend over! (Bend over!) Or today will be my last The lord and the company own my ass No hope for future! (No future!) No time for the past It's the curse of the working class Got a hunch in my back, knees hurt when it rains Gotta a bottle of whiskey to numb the pain We were meant for more than slaving birth til death Believing that god says we are his blessed Gotta bend over! (Bend over!) Or today will be my last The lord and the company own my ass No hope for the future! (No future!) No time for the past It's the curse of the working class So pass me the shovel and pass me the flask I'll dig my own grave for the company brass I'll give my every breath, right down to the last Cause no one survives the curse of the working class
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