Lyrics:
Children in sweatshops will work til the dawn, then work in the hot sun until it is gone
Do they cry, "There's got to be more to my life than this?"
I live my life to please myself
Don't worry about nobody else
If you love the life you live, live it all by yourself
I go to work, yes every day
Workin together, they work fine, do you believe me, baby
Get it up baby
Break it back, turn it loose
What in heaven baby it got to choose
I was born in a small village
I was still a child when we were raided by soldiers
Foreign soldiers
Torn from my elders, I was made to speak their
bottoms to bring that sweet powder to you and me
Gracias América por esta oportunidad
Muchas gracias señiors
For every Pablo there's a replacement
By
got your number, like Paris in the summer, it ends
Every day goes by, I wish I was in your bed
(Ooh) I love you, oh God
(Ooh) It's hard to find
Only in America, they drink us straight up out the bottle (woo)
Racism, no chaser, that's some hard shit to swallow
I'ma pray for Chi-Town, it's goin'
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
I know you know what to do (girl, you know what to do)
Turn it up, turn it up, baby
Work it 'til my clothes are wet
Turn
the face, and they know the name
Drop that pussy bitch
What you twerkin' with?
Work, work, work, work, bounce
Work, work, work, work, bounce (what ya
Muthafuckas out to get me. They don't understand
It's the #1 nigga out with a nation of niggas
Down to put it some work and do some dirt
Fuckin' around with
Words and Music by Arlo Guthrie
I'd like to tell you a story
For just a minute or two
And if you don't want to hear it
Just be quiet if some others
double cheek, do it)
Go 'head (left cheek, left, right, double cheek, do it)
Now let me see the booty work, booty work, booty boo boo booty work
Left
what's left behind
And what's to come in the same introduction of a king
Just know everything coming can only give birth to the principle that by any means
somehow I know
That everything's gonna work out all right
Yes I do, yeah
Stick by me baby, in spite of my thoughts
That's all I want you to do and try
Do you know where we are?
I'm longing for the dark
Of our nocturnal life
It begins and ends with you
Don't spill my secret
You were once
to quit
Corporate america it's everyday
Overworked and underpaid
It's everyday
Overworked and underpaid
It's everyday
Fuck going to work
It gives anxiety
Birds
Birds
This is not a cornhusk doll
Dipped in blood in the moonlight
Like what happen in America
This is us
Our eyesides snagged
Dipped in mob in
Do you know where we are?
I'm longing for the dark
Of our nocturnal life
It begins and ends with you
Don't spill my secret
You were once
Oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You understand me
At least you say you do
Lately that's enough for me
Lookin' for perfect
Surrounded by
shit sleep
Work eat shit sleep
Day after day the same thing remains
Rinse wash repeat redundant defeat
Exploited by the corporations in power
Guilt
work just to please the boss
Think I might as well get lost in my dreams
Do do do do do
I never, never had a dream come true
Yes, I'm gonna dream
bless America
God bless America and Capitol Hill
'Cause no one else will
So now you are scared
The arabs will kill for their god
Like you do for
Americans
Ask not what your country can do for you
Ask what you can do for your country
My fellow citizens of the world
Ask not what America will do for you
Why did
you wait so long? Why didn't you do this a whole lot earlier?
And they said: Well, we wanted to wait until the children died.
Ah America
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