Working Well I live, yes I live for a working Do it 'til my bones they are hurting Work 'til my world ceases turning You know I'm so very tired from my Working Yea I give and I give for my working Do it 'til my flesh it is burning Slave to the grave from my birthing You know, until I expire from my... Well the morning's for waking And the back is for breaking Don't feed the illusion There is no escaping Yes the brow is for beading 'Til the sun is retreating And there in the darkness The ever present mare of my Working Yea I live, yes I live for a working Do it 'til my bones they are hurting Work 'til my world ceases turning You know I bleed, cry, perspire for my Working Yea I give and I give for my working Do it 'til my flesh it is burning Slave to the grave from my birthing 'Til I succumb to the ire for my... Well the skin is for thickening And the muscles constricting
Suspend your elusion There is no resisting Well the days are for pa**ing And the sadness for masking The truth is unnerving I exist to persist in my Persist in my... I exist to persist in my Working Yea I live, yes I live for a working Do it 'til my bones they are hurting Work 'til my world ceases turning You know I'm so very tired from my Working Yea I give and I give for my working Do it 'til my flesh it is burning Slave to the grave from my birthing Until I expire from my... I live yes I live for a working Do it 'til my bones they are hurting Slave to the grave from my birthing You know I bleed, cry, perspire for my... I give and I give for my working Do it 'til my flesh it is burning Work 'til my world ceases turning 'Til I succumb to the ire for my... Well the blood is for bleeding And the pain for receiving It's there in the darkness The ever present mare of my...