Lyrics:
Paper, iron, won't buy Eden
Working for paper and for iron
Work for the right to keep my tie on
Working for paper and for iron
Work for
Paper, iron, won't buy Eden
Working for paper and for iron
Work for the right to keep my tie on
Working for paper and for iron
Work for
The sun rose first on the dead and on the sleeping
On the ruins of Victorian iron works
On the terraced roofs of the miners
On the weekday pubs,
guillotine
And in the place of its birth
Breeds a new Nazarene
Grind down the iron gears
Plunge the pike, work, work
With extinct human skills
in my eyes
5D, my phone i, makin' lots of money on my own time
Hard times inspired me, concrete, that lion turf
45, my iron work, I'm a real nigga,
afraid and neither am I
'Cause my Daddy flies that ship in the sky
Then a button-nosed kid, as he kicked up his heels
He said, My Daddy works in the iron
Show your iron mind
That opening inside
Show your iron fist
Work! Die!
Work! Die!
Don't Die!
Be alive!
Show your iron mind
That opening inside
through Arkansas.
The police run me all from Cairo, all through Arkansas.
And put me in jail, behind those cold iron bars.
The police say work, fight,
Forget your modern love
Forget your modern towers
There is a confession
A diamond confession that it's curtains for the working
Iron work
you that you've got to move away from it)
Father gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them
still work left to do
Forged in fire, watch it grow higher, hammer the iron
There's still work left to do
Burden and ire, when you're too tired, bow
busy, tappin' the heat
Why bother with this history
Part o' Zug's great Mystery
Detroit Iron Works bought the isle
First blast furnace built with style
you that you've got to move away from it)
Father gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them
IRON TIES (mantra consumista industrial)
Work, buy, consume and die.
You don't know why
You are a slave, you don't smile.
What do
you that youve got to get away from it
Father gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them off
Marlene...
I left home, but home left me when the
Foundry went for sale
No coffee perks, no iron works
The West End's gone to hell
Marlene, if you could see
Iron for the soul, iron for the shirt
I'm relying on a button and the button doesn't work
iron for the soul, iron for the shirt
relying on a button
Rolling rolling rolling rolling
Multiple blunts
Smoking smoking smoking
Work out them iron lungs
This that potent it smells pungent
Careful how you
show you how my iron works
(Pew)
Dark complexion, I'm not talking bout skin
(Yup)
They perplexed, I made em' jump out they skin
(Haha)
Call the reverend,
Bruce Leeu0027s throwing punches
The music flowing through me
I swear that my mind works, kind of like an iron works
The mental trap gets smelted down
to welcome the sun
The trailers ranged out along the old highway 101
Now that year at the shipyards, the iron works they
Laid off the night crews and sent
from your Orange Street
Where poor people live in iron shacks
No work, no shoes on them feet
For them, there is no happy time
For them, no sun a shine
Once a great iron works
Stood at the end of my street
And they hauled in The Monitor
Fit her with armor
For to save the union fleet
The River
was told when I was young
I wouldn't work in an iron lung.
Now I've learned a trick of two.
I'm working up a sweat for you.
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