Sweatshop Union - Dirty Work lyrics

[Sweatshop Union - Dirty Work lyrics]

Well I'd like to see the likes of
Me relax with a wife and seed
Time to write and read
No fight to get a bite to eat
It might just be a pipe
Dream but fuck the alternative
Turning the lights green on the
Destruction of the Earth
It's just obvious to me that the
Way that we do it's wrong
And I'm not just gonna be the
Type that prays and moves along
When these days we lose are gone
And we need every moment
The maze is too long to proceed that slow and
When the pain stops I'll crawl up out of bed
But these raindrops are falling on my head
My brain stopped recalling what I read
Back in school 'cause I train not
To swallow what I'm fed
So for the time being I'm


Seeing things a little differently
Bringing out the kid in me as
I sing and shout a symphony
And think about the shit that we
Confuse and take for granted
'Cause we're losing sacred land as we
Abuse and rape this planet

Get our hands dirty working for
The things we need
Scritch scratch to eat and the
Air that I breathe
Leave the rest alone and rest time at home
A congested mess of those obsessed
With what they own

As a free-thinking man i'm proud of who I am
We're deep in sinking sand
And not allowed to give a damn
But with this vivid plan I'll visit lands
I'm sick of name brands
Made cynics out of fans
To limit what we understand
But in this village of the damned
It seems a long ways away
Another day gone astray
One more song that gets no play
The old say it's the youth
But the youth say it's the old
The truth is rarely told
Unaware we're out of control
Tryin' to hold ourselves together
But all of it tempts me
The heart and the soul and
The wallet running empty
From MTV to the pages of the source
We pay homage to the hordes that
Line the shelves of record stores
What's it all for? I often ask myself
Should I get off my ass
And be like everybody else?
Maybe seek some help
Or live in rhythm of health
For an instant found wealth
But no resistance is felt

Well I see barstool prophets
And philosopher kings
I hear manic street preachers speak
Of God and our sins we gotta begin
To see that God is within
The u-n-i-verse of Earth as
We constantly spin do you wish to be free
Or be habitually sleeping?
Are we histories sheep
Or will we live to see freedom?
Cause we been lied to all of our lives
And I don't think I can take anymore
Fck TV, high school, and all of your lies
I can see right through your face to the core
So don't even try to tell me what to say
I'll make you scream and cry when
You take my love away day in and day through
I may win and may lose
But, if all else fails I'll
Just sing and play blues hey you
What's your name? Make your hand into a fist
We haven't changed the world but
We can if you resist

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