Benny

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Every morning we get landed
 With stout women with monster faces
 Put on our boots and grab our billy-cans
 Wa walk to the hill with the fellas
 Shovels and pics on our shoulders
 Pitful suits and smutty jokes
 Down a deep hole that makes us sick
 And every night we're back washed out
 Am I not blessed I don't have to rise
 When it's raining I can stay home a while
 I will not share a meal with your colleagues
 Won't date the girl in charge of human ressources
 Part time work, part time leisure, and all will end in a videogame
 Oh no no no please allow me to puke
 I'd sure vote to reduce the working time
 Oh no no no please tell me where I puked
 Roll on roll on roll on put your brains on strike
 Part time work, part time leisure, and all will end in a videogame
 Oh no no no the worst of my fears
 Winos arguing rough at the canteen
 Oh no no no beyond all strategies
 The retired said goddbye toutou corporate parties
 It's such a shame to be an activist

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Duration
03:10
Tempo
108 BPM

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