Lyrics:
Mother figure
I can hear you shout
Breathing in and breathing out
On a table made of metal
Every push becomes eternal
Labor is a state of sleep
And I keep it on me, yes I do
And I just keep it true
(That's my)
Fruits of labor
Fruits of labor
And we try to do it right
We continue with the fight
Davido Chioma Pretty Girl Nyele Nyle Nyele Nyele Nyele Oh Good Thing Is Good I Was In Show My Father Called Me That Chioma Was In Labor For Me To Reach
Cut the label off the mattress
Fill the woods with packing peanuts
Toss the body in the sea
But
No white after Labor Day
Labor Day
No white
the fourth of July
It's good, it's good, it's good to be alive
Its a full time job, the work's never done
Twenty-four seven, it's a labor of love
Yeah,
a rocket in the fourth of July
It's good, it's good, it's good to be alive
Its a full time job, the work's never done
Twenty-four seven, it's a labor
Labor in the dark
I got all the light
Labor in the dark
I got all the light
Labor in the dark
I got all the light
Labor in the dark
I got all
Alien
Labor
Alien
Labor
You scan the sky
For just one sight
That they won't land
Here tonight
Oh, alien
Labor
Alien
Labor
Alien
Labor
Alien
Labor
And I want to believe you
Maybe we've seen it all
On Labor Day, on Labor Day
Yeah, I want to believe you
Could be invincible
On Labor Day, on Labor
On Labor Day morning the traffic uncoils
Into bike racks and brake lights and asphalt and oil It crawls off towards autumn and by afternoon
Raggedy, raggedy are we
Just as raggedy as raggedy can be
We don't get nothin' for our labor
So raggedy, raggedy are we
Hungry, hungry are we
Just
Hearing is a labor like reading
Hearing is a labor like keeping still
Hearing is a labor like seeing
Like seeing, seeing for real
Hearing is
of substance
I think, therefore I am an afterthought
The snakes in the garden spoiled the fruits of my labor
The snakes in the garden spoiled the fruits of my
Drudgery Drudgery
Yeah I put in hard work
Yeah I put in that labor
And I'm coming out of dirt
Drudgery Drudgery
Yeah I put in hard work
Yeah I put in
hab' Geld ohne Ende
Doch den Teufel in mei'm Nacken
Ich koch' Steine in mei'm Labor
Ja, ja, Steine in mei'm Labor
Vakuum-verpacktes Kokain
Ich koch'
out, don't care who they take down
We'll quit out loud they don't care any how
Someone call the union there are labor laws they're violating
Someone
When you don't wanna work no more
Physical labor not for me, serving others not for me
Customer service not for me, being the greatest all of me
Jobs
And all I'm trying to do, is build a life with you
All that I could give you
My unskilled labor of love
Please take it now, I beg you
My unskilled labor
Labor On by Lissa Schneckenburger
When the darkness overtakes you and you shiver in the cold
When disparity wakes you, and you know you must be bold
Im Labor
Wieder einmal ist ein Film voll
Ein paar Standbilder seiner hektischen Welt
Sorgfältig eingefangen auf Mittelformat-Rollfilm
Aufgespult,
calling my bluff
Thought I was chill, you proved me wrong
We've both been hurt, it's hard to trust
This heart is a labor of love
Give me attention, not
On the pedestal
Busy peddling
Got a couple degrees
Yeah
And started bettering
5 years in
You are listening to a veteran
Bearing the fruits of my labor
On the road
When(ever) we're together there's nothing that comes between
When(ever) we're together there's nothing that comes between
Its that labor, love, labor, love
darkest times
Or when I made you draw the line
This labor of love that you give to me
I don't deserve it
This labor of love is what I need
I know it wasn't
Discuss these Labors Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In