Lyrics:
may love
in love so that we may love
Garment Worker stitch us together
like you did the moon to the stars.
When I look at the heavens
I see the work
a race to the bottom
For the hard worker who might have been wise
Hip to the lies
Alice is amazed by the things she sees
Palace intrigue in a cloak
who is Milo
Who is Milo Seamus?
Who is Milo?
Milo
Who is Milo Seamus?
Who is Milo?
Milo
He's a stock broker
A drag queen
A construction worker
by workers playing the background
His back was turned on the very thing that comes back round
We all just a mask and a scope from a gasp and a choke
been gettin' love from postal workers,
all in search of vicious looks.
When the lights go out
When they cut your phone
When you laid off
When you
pretense This is romance This is called love for the workers in song Keep us holding on Heaven sent relief for those of us who still believe In the therapy
I'm the hardest worker in town I might have a quick nap
Them lot over there don't work half as hard as me
pays my workers
Me I just pay her
different stuff
Dad was a construction worker. I'm not that strong
He suspended from a swing stage I wrote some fucking songs
So let's be real, he killed it
of the workers of iniquity
Who sharpen their tongue like a sword
And bend their bows to shoot their arrows bitter words
That they may shoot in secret
Be good worker bee
Hive mind
No one's gonna set you free
Good drone
Workin for the company
Pay your dues
And never ever disgree
Hive mind
Work until
In a time long ago
All our rules were set in stone
The paradigm the miracle worker
I think it was a joke
Son in faith hear us now
No need for you
At the end of the day,
In a way,
It's all a lie,
A waste of time
Cause I'm not just a stranger,
A citizen-worker,
A son or a brother,
A friend or a lover,
I'm
and back burners
Long fairways and deep bunkers
Hard workers and day traders
Large houses and small trailers
Less artists and more pleasers
Mild manners
to separate us
But we will come together
You spread your ignorance
We keep getting better
You won't take the Workers
You won't take the Wishers
You won't take
Never was a poor boy
Never even had a chance
Never been a fighter
Never learned to dance
Never was a worker
Never even knew how
Never been
and and rigged the whole charade
Moneys making money while the worker makes the grade
Honest work for honest pay leaves nothing left to trade
While apathy takes
I just wanted to take some time to encourage y'all and thank all the essential workers and people on the front line
Now is the time to keep fighting
Workers, A Red Flag To wave
And One stupid Singer To Rant And To rave
Now Old King Coal Was A Merry Old Soul
And A Merry Old Soul Was He
Cause He Fed My Dad
The factories and mines that powered the North
Treated workers like slaves till the unions came forth
Is it better to take and end up with waste
Or learn how
acting out my roles
When you're ready I'll be walking out that door
And don't call me Pretty Baby anymore,
Oh, foolish worker bee --
I'm your
the kingdom of one knowledgeable worker
Feel a wave of loneliness, head back down
I'm going too fast (I'm going too fast)
Rhythm is a dancer
It's a soul
out of blame
Most Scots must try go our own way
Protect the SNHS
Front line workers, saved Scotland's story
Brave-hearted heroes, our best, thank you
and he's Naomi
They treat their workers so well
As he reads, I remove my false teeth
I'm drinking off-brand cherry cola
Helps get me to sleep
Keeps my
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