Lyrics:
champs to the shop floor
When it comes to glides I'm in the top form
Had to beat and dodge corn
You know we're unruly like Popcaan
From locked doors
over again
And back in my own world
Nobody bugs me
But down on the shop floor
They show me no mercy
I've been down to the railway station
ever learn
Too many dumb ass people
Past the point of no return
What the hell we looking for
Putting clowns on our shop floor
Buying into pearly gates
My brothers, some people get rich
Our mothers send their kids to fight wars
Our sisters take abuse from shop floors
Our fathers hang their heads in
(where'd you go?)
I wear the scars of my own actions (where'd you go?)
Shop floor, turn up the radio.
I've got this boss, "son" he said
What are you
was walking walking walking
On the shop floor (floor)
I saw the security guard
He was Nigerian, big black hench, and raw
So I put my hands in my pocket
night on the shop floor
What language was I speaking
Not sure I remember
The thrill and fall
Always in me
Let it go
You can blame me, blame me,
Day in
Wish you were here
On the shop floor
Day out
And together we could
Count the dots on the wall
Friday is heaven, Friday is heaven
I see ya shake and shimmy
Cross the burger shop floor
I never seen a woman move so slow
I'm dyin'
French-fryin'
By the seat of my pants
Take
the whole of the shop floor waitin'
Who's that girl in the line
With the big behind that's lookin' all temptin'?
If her friend is a dead ting
Take one for
the whole of the shop floor waitin'
Who's that girl in the line
With the big behind that's lookin' all temptin'?
If her friend is a dead ting
Take one for
the whole of the shop floor waitin'
Who's that girl in the line
With the big behind that's looking all tempting?
If her friend is a dead ting
Take one for
I was born by the theatre down on Main Street
Across the road from the snooker hall and the poor souls
Sleeping on shop front floors
Down on Main
time
Warm with wayward hope
Your kisses breathless, your love divine
You left drama school for shop floor
Restless, not by design
You are tired
and dole for the shop-floor;
rationalize, strip the assets and run.
If the contract stalls,
then you've just got to cop more,
ain't Monopoly fun?
You made
more on the way
Talks cheap what's to say
Leave it all on to me
Leave it all on to me I swear
Shit is hot on the road
Shop floor to the stove
Hit
Naturally you’d be surprised, at the wealth of living supplies you can find,
At your nearest hardware store or IKEA shop floor,
But if you’re
life is
We all play our part in the show
& it´s three more days to Christmas Eve
The Short punched in at 7 O´clock
Days on the shop-floor sure as hell
and now I'm talking boats
I used to top floor and now I'm talking moats
I used to shop floor and now I manage the float
I used to drop jumps and now I
a Return:
But I didn't get enough good grades.
My uncle Peter had the Parthenon Business Machine Remediation outfit,
And right there, on the shop floor
Can you come in, close the door
There's problems on the shop floor
You see, there's some money missing
From the accounts that you've been managing
We
on the shop-floor sure as hell don't rock
On days like these; I look up to the sky
On days like these; will I tumble; will I fly?
To find new horizons far away
They don't know the mood they're in
Until they strike for what is right
Not what has been
Shop floor, that's where he's at
Back to back, bring out
like the wood-shop floor
And the sweat of a priest
And you came down to the sea
With fresh dust on your feet
So what if I come ashore
And I take what
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