Pumpin' a Worker Songtext
von Quadruple Bypass

Everyday, three times a day I′m pumpin' guaranteed
I pump so much I break my bones like an unhinged angry Steed
Mornin′, midday, afternoon - I'm pumpin' on the walls
Mornin′, midday, afternoon - even in the bathroom Stalls
They sent me to a therapist to control my evil deeds
What that lady said to me sent me runnin′ droppin' Seeds
Nothing will control my mind, I pump from day ′til dawn
Nothing seems to quench my thirst for pumpin' All day long Don′t need a girl, don't need a man - I pump all by my lonesome
Anyone to hold my hand would Keep me from my fun
Don′t stop me please, even if you try it's not like you would help
I move so fast through my Own pump you could call me Michael Phelps
Dehydrated as I pump this may be my last one
The room gets dark, I Cannot see, and soon I may be gone
Fall to the floor, sweat on my face, as I pump for one last time
When you find Me here, laying on my face, this choice - it was all mine