Cousins Songtext
von JAN

I′m the only one they look at
When they're waiting for the door to the second floor
I′m the only one they look at
They're not used to seeing dirty cheeks and
They're not used to seeing public blood
They are waiting for the iron
Staying open for the starch
Work, work, work, work, work, work harder
To beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat us down
Work, work, work, work, work, work harder
To beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat us down Who′s harder to that purse?
Think my mouth is gonna maul that strap away?
You think my teeth are filed fine
You are education, you are diploma
You think the goals are gonna save your life
You′re the one whose teeth are filed fine
Work, work, work, work, work, work harder
To beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat us down
Work, work, work, work, work, work harder
To beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat us down