Lyrics:
Baby baby get up what?
You'e already late for work
What time is it? Its 10 30
Oh yeah I forgot tonight, I'm working the graveyard
(Chorus)
I know
yourself up,
Dust yourself off,
Start all over again.
Work like a soul inspired,
Till the battle of the day is won.
You may be sick and tired,
But
yourself up,
Dust yourself off,
Start all over again.
Work like a soul inspired,
Till the battle of the day is won.
You may be sick and tired,
But
afraid of, I was embarrassed by
Don't be lured in by pleasure-seeking distractions
By weak men and women
Sin will take you further than you want to go
work
Cutting hedges in the meadow by the stream
My blade slipped, I cut my hand and my own dear blood did flow
Upon the brown earth and the corn still
Rough hands
Dirty work
Know I'm sweating
By the stains on my shirt
Good men
In bad times
They think they own me
But this city is mine
I gotta'
yourself up,
Dust yourself off,
Start all over again.
Work like a soul inspired,
Till the battle of the day is won.
You may be sick and tired,
But
yourself up,
Dust yourself off,
Start all over again.
Work like a soul inspired,
Till the battle of the day is won.
You may be sick and tired,
But
yourself up,
Dust yourself off,
Start all over again.
Work like a soul inspired,
Till the battle of the day is won.
You may be sick and tired,
But
Oh, stand by me and protect that tree
From the freeway misery
The men on the highways need those jobs
We know lets put them to work planting
New trees
understand
Never ever gonna give up
Don't give up
Stand your grounds yeah yeah
Am not gonna give up
What is main to be forever will be
We garra work and trust
Young body old soul you can tell when I talk
Hard work is my cologne you can smell it when I walk
In the book dropping Gems tell em come see
has to borrow but he'll never see tomorrow
If everydays the same he works so much he never leaves his office most days
They say a poor man, he's got all
School education's gone
I flushed it down the pan
I found I could not work
For people spreading dirt
They tried to box me in
To teach me how to win
I
spit spit spit spit
I'm spitting out the shit
Bit by bit by bit by bit
I'm spitting out
Spitting out the shit
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
The men who rule
prevent it from them, and they will be surrounded by that at which they used to mock
And if we give man a taste of mercy from us, and then withdraw it from
this kind of men
I swear it wasn't a dream
Looked so real, I wasn't asleep
It was friday when we meet
Cherry her name, by he taste of her clit
I was
Im going hard my og si na m do bad
I have to work my way out and make my mama proud (make my mama proud)
Naira Dï fucked ip nyem the dollar mà obu
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
emphasize the show, we got ego
Make this your night, just slip it right, and by day
As the people say, live it up, shucks
No work or play, our world is free
What I done
Some men have everything
And some have none
That's by design
The idea wasn't mine alone
But mine
And that's the sign
In the U.S.A.
from your loving arms
Now I'm back again
And baby it's gonna work out fine
As Sure as Eggs is Eggs (aching men's feet)
Can't you feel our souls ignite
the firing line
There's a foreman standing on a bridge of iron
And the men walk across it to go back to work
In their monday morning shirts
And they don't
are spoiled, deluded and incapable of sane actions
This is our world
Made by men
I dont mind that your shame comes from using people
I dont mind that
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