Lyrics:
Blind are the brokers and the unskilled workers
Your wings beneath their wheels
Your wings beneath their wheels
Blind are the brokers and the unskilled
the beat again and again
[Chorus:]
Metal on metal
The feeling of steel
Someone is driving
But you've got the wheel
The workers sing the same old song
My name is Jonas
I'm carryin' the wheel
Thanks for all you've shown us
But this is how we feel
Come sit next to me
Pour yourself some tea
My name is Jonas
I'm carryin' the wheel
Thanks for all you've shown us
But this is how we feel
Come sit next to me
Pour yourself some tea
My name is Jonas
I'm carryin' the wheel
Thanks for all you've shown us
But this is how we feel
Come sit next to me
Pour yourself some tea
had a pistol
When the old pickup backfired
And shot him there behind the wheel
And then John Oaks expired
The workers grabbed the rakes
My name is Jonas
I'm carryin' the wheel
Thanks for all you've shown us
But this is how we feel
Come sit next to me
Pour yourself some tea
Just like
My name is Jonas
I'm carrying the wheel
Thanks for all you've shown us
this is how we feel
Come sit next to me
Pour yourself some tea
Just like
worker
So I got me a 9 to 5
Working so hard just to pay the bills
Wish I could afford a new set of wheels
Guess its tryna drive me crazy
But I got you
lotion
I'm selling crack rock, the devil's love potion
Three wheel motion on my buick park ave
Fiends used to smoke twenties, now they smokin slabs
Paid
man and long before the wheel
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real
But time has no beginnings and hist'ry has no bounds
As to this
man and long before the wheel
When the green dark forest was too silent to be real
But time has no beginnings and hist'ry has no bounds
As to this
the devil's love potion
Three wheel motion on my Buick park ave
Fiends used to smoke twenties, now they smoking slabs
Paid like a motherfucka clientele is
sellin crack rock, the devil's love potion
Three wheel motion on my buick park ave
Fiends used to smoke twenties, now they smokin slabs
Paid like
On a roll and on a high
See that bright blue open sky
What a time to open up a wheel
I'm no boffin engineer
But this should only take a year
Six
Let me break it down to them
Why we ain't in the same bracket
I'm controlling flake traffic
Worker's on his 8th packet (Now what you say Blade?)
I
Call it new technology
And they use it to burn
And they show no concern
Work for their prosperity
While the big wheels turn
Now it's too late
Call it new technology
And they use it to burn
And they show no concern
Work for their prosperity
While the big wheels turn
Now it's too late
I was worker now a young nigga boss
Told my jeweler throw some diamonds in the cross
I'm drippin everyday u knoe I got da sauce
I got the cheat
are workers
Some are not
It is time for a party
Liberation for the nation now!
Crushed by the wheels of industry
There's a party going
Call it new technology
And they use it to burn
And they show no concern
Work for their prosperity
While the big wheels turn
Now it's too late
their pay
And it's time a few of them were recognized
Hello Detroit auto workers, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for
their pay
And it's time a few of them were recognized
Hello Detroit auto workers, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for
Call it new technology
And they use it to burn
And they show no concern
Work for their prosperity
While the big wheels turn
Now it's too late
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