Dance Or Die - Minuteman lyrics

Spitting in your soup sloping in your face today Bored and angry about your straight hard away You kept the system still alive Time was money pay your expensive wife Your were working twenty four hours a day Face got lines and your hairs turned grey Some hard speed pills and another line of coke Time was money take it as a joke You'd been afraid of hungry year To loose your job was what you fear Your heart took revenge and your blood ran cold Who wants to die before to get old Minute man No more chances for you minute man