Working on the edge
losing my self-respect
for a man who presides over me
the principles of his creed
punch in punch out
8 hours 5 days a week
sweat pain and agony
on Friday I'll get paid
THIS AIN'T NO PICNIC
Hey mister don't look down on me
(for what I believe in-
I got my bills and the rent)
I should go pitch a tent
but our land is not free
so I'll work my youth away
in the place of a machine
i refuse to be a slave
THIS AIN'T NO PICNIC
Thanks to (steve ott) for correcting these lyrics. Jan 14, 2008
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Working on the edge
losing my self-respect
for a man who presides over me
the principles of his creed
punch in punch out
8 hours 5 days a week
sweat pain and agony
on Friday I'll get paid
THIS AIN'T NO PICNIC
Hey mister don't look down on me
(for what I believe in-
I got my bills and the rent)
I should go pitch a tent
but our land is not free
so I'll work my youth away
in the place of a machine
i refuse to be a slave
THIS AIN'T NO PICNIC
Thanks to (steve ott) for correcting these lyrics. Jan 14, 2008
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