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We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

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We find songs that we have already heard.

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God, Steve McQueen "The Work Song"

 

God, Steve McQueen "The Work Song"

(album: Shave The Planet - 2006)


Well, I swing this hammer from 9 to 5
Been working for the man just to stay alive
W-O-R-K is how I spell work

Feel depressed, I miss my family
Maybe if I work long then I'll feel just fine
Haven't smoked in a week
My back is kinda tweaked
Give me work, give me pride, give me loads of overtime

Work, work, work, work, work, work, work

Well, I work all day and drink all night
We fight all morning 'til we get it right
Then, we go to school to be a journeyman

My mother works, my father works
My brother works and now I work
That's all I do is work, work, work, work, work

Lots of pride I get from work
Dad says real men have to work
A union man gets lots of pride from work

In the bailing fields or on the farm
I've only got a tan on half of my arm
I work real quick when you hit me with a whip
Give me work, give me pride, give me loads of overtime

Work, work, work, work, work, work, work

Well, I work all day and drink all night
We fight all morning 'til we get it right
Then, we go to school to be a journeyman

My mother works, my father works
My brother works and now I work
I love to work, work, work, work, work, work

America
A country carried on the back of the working man
A man with fire in his eyes and steel in his belly
A man who could build anything
Like a chair or a table, or he can fix a car, or he can fix a radiator
Without him you wouldn't be able to drive to work
And then you wouldn't be able to work
And no one would go to work 'cause

Work, work, work, work, work, work, work

Well, I work all day and drink all night
We fight all morning 'til we get it right
Then, we go to school to be a journeyman

My mother works, my father works
My brother works and now I work
I love to work, work, work, work, work, work

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