Working Too Much Songtext
von Ponte Pilas

I′m always tired
And it's always the same
I pick up a wage
But I′m dead in the brain
I'm making ends meet
But it comes at a cost
I'm paying the rent
But it comes to a loss

Work
You′re working too much
You′re working too much
You're working too much
And it kills you
Sweat
You′re breaking a sweat
Yeah that's what you get
You′re breaking a sweat
And it kills you dead


My waking life
Passes by in a daze
I go to my boss
And I'll beg for a raise
An annual check
Tells me what I am worth
Retirement plans
Then I′m laid in the dirt

Work
You're working too much
You're working too much
You′re working too much
And it kills you
Sweat
You′re breaking a sweat
Yeah that's what you get
You′re breaking a sweat
And it kills you dead

Ba dap ba ba

Work
You're working too much
And it kills you
Sweat
You′re breaking a sweat and it kills you
Work you're working too much and it kills you
Sweat
You′re breaking a sweat and it kills you (cont.)


Picture Leon Trotsky
Alone in his Istanbul exile
The fate of Western Civilisation dangling off the tip of his pen
He died for our sins
Workers of the world unite
All you have left to lose are your chains

Work
You're working too much
You're working too much
You′re working too much
And it kills you
Sweat
You′re breaking a sweat
Yeah that's what you get
You′re breaking a sweat
And it kills you dead