Work Songtext
von Towhead

I give my life this
12 hours a day
Work my fingers to the bone
Just too get paid
And I′m wondering why
When it all goes away
When the tax man comes
On pay day
The government is fat
Cuz it's living off our tax
This is the bourgeoisie
Stamp out the minority
And they wanna bring us down
They gotta bring us down
They wanna bring us down

What are we working for?
We can′t take it to the grave
What are we working for?
We are just glorified slaves


What are we working for?
We can't take it to the grave
What are we working for hunny?
We are just glorified slaves

See a scrubber in the Dole
Driving a Mercedes' bens
Booze and fags on tap
Getting high with his friends
Funded by my deductions
No wonder I′m reluctant
To give my time away
On an honest working day
When there getting it for free
Guess the jokes on me
Part of the working class
Always wanna see is finish last
When we′re working so hard
And we're working so hard
And we′re working so hard

What are we working for?
We can't take it to the grave
What are we working for?
We are just glorified slaves


What are we working for?
We can′t take it to the grave
What are we working for hunny?
We are just glorified slaves

What are we working for?
We can't take it to the grave
What are we working for?
We are just glorified slaves

What are we working for?
We can′t take it to the grave
What are we working for?
We are just glorified slaves