Copyright © 2004 Darrin DeBard
(Beasts
growling and moaning)
Fuck
workin!
Fuck
work!
Who
likes to work?
I
hate it!
Bah!
8
to 12, workin’ like a drone,
6
to 8, restin’ your bones,
4
to 10 is all you have left
to
do what you want and appease the rest.
You're
doin it today, You'll do it again,
tomorrow,
the next day, the same ol' shit.
This
world system’s got you by the balls,
Your
breakin’ the chains, you're crawling the walls.
Think
about it.
If
man doesn't work... Neither let him eat.
They
tell you you’re free, but it's really a scam,
to
fatten the pigs that rule this land.
They
call it opportunity, a chance to get ahead,
but
the systems designed to put you further in debt.
You
play the game, you play by their rules.
You
gotta keep that job once you get out of school.
Fuck
Workin’!
Think
for a minute.
If
man doesn't work... Neither will he eat.
If
man doesn't work... Neither let him eat.
Our
labor's a curse, declared by Him.
Our
generations sentenced to labor for the original sin.
It's
really a bad thing, but with Satan's spin,
It's
put in a good light...
But
really we're corporate slaves in thralldom.
Proud
working men.
They
keep us coming again...
They
keep us running to win...
They
exploit us, and the original sin.