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Oh Jesus Jesus we are your laborers God We are your servants God We will go where you tell us to go God We will plant our feet where you tell us
together, seeking justice still. In the shadows of the city, where dreams are sold, The laborers unite, their stories unfold. A tale of struggle, a quest
Ipecac Great buildings of majesty Made by the rat race whore Backed by the graves of the laborer's toil Backed by the graves of the laborer's toil
Here's ya job placement Salt Of the Earth Light Of the world Spirit Is in me Victory Forever Lord Harvest Plenty souls Laborers Not enough Chosen Here
I representin' 7 line metro yeah Go straight to the 5 gate not 3 gate 우리 미랜 마치 Rainbow 3번 출구 이젠 평생 갈 일 없어 Go to 5출 Like a laborer 3출5출3출 (We gang
The harvest is ripe But the workers are few It's a struggle and fight That we must go through The harvest is ripe But the laborers are few We gotta
Call that plaque a laborer, cus I just made it and I broke through Who? Tell me, Who? Tell me, Who? (yeah, huh) I done helped with everything, bought
her Hop in a jet, then fly away wit her How you upset? I'm entertaining her Call her go head, she's unavailable Whipping a jag, animal laborer Clip
exploiting the American South You helped turn my culture into a parody Milking laborers for your prosperity I wish you would've been a cowboy, Toby Keith I
I representin' 7 line metro yeah Go straight to the 5 gate not 3 gate 우리 미랜 마치 Rainbow 3번 출구 이젠 평생 갈 일 없어 Go to 5출 Like a laborer 3출5출3출 (We gang
The harvest is plentiful laborers are few Harvest is plentiful laborers are few Wake up and resume
willing the flesh is weak can't move at its pace (Can't move at its pace) The harvest plenty the laborers is few we got what it take (It got what it take)
to count the stars God send us more laborers We cover the earth Estas laboro pofari Estas laboro pofari Estas laboro pofari Estas laboro pofari How can they
a laborer's peach that was picked as a trade Tell it like bees pull pollen or how my knees fall short bawling Buckle thy belt til my lungs wheeze cause I smoke
and faithful servant When I stand before His throne on that day The fields are ripe for harvest But the laborers are few And the time to do the work slips away
without pain But God has promised strength for the day Rest for the laborer, light for the way Grace for your trials, help from above Unfailing empathy,
and Nelson and Nabokov Laborers all, the division is long All we love we will weave into song With wings of red we are heels overhead As we build ourselves
out presents and offering gifts I'm doing all of the favors for all of the laborers, none of 'em workin' for piss You got to go hard if you want to make
Alright laborers it's time to work Alright workers, it's time to twerk She gets paid minimum wage But He pays Her in tips He gets paid minimum wage
co-laborers with God We're co-laborers with God Deny yourself Pick up your cross and follow Jesus Or perish
calling? Frightening. I'm falling. I didn't call for power. I didn't call for money. I called for justice. I'm a laborer. No place for unions. No
of the harvest And the fields are all white in the world And we are the laborers in your vineyard Declaring the word of the Lord Behold He comes Riding
of God And to heal He said The harvest is plentiful but the laborers are few So ask the master of the harvest to send out Laborers for his harvest I
chance to evolve and for growth Repressed by West and foreign laws A fashion empire arise Shareholders want the last drop Cheap laborers are the brilliant
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