NIGHT SHIFT
ŠJack Hoban
Work so hard to make my pay
Giving all of my soul away
Slave away in the corporate machine
For little men whose little hearts are mean
You ain't perfect you ain't spit
Expendable if you don't fit
It ain't nothin' personal
Sure feels that way when you've just pulled
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The Night Shift
Workin on the Night Shift
On the Night Shift
Workin on the Night Shift
Politicians want to change the world
With their private flags unfurled
Greasy fingers and greasy thoughts
Fingering the latest trinket they bought
With money that they could not earn
Is it any wonder that we feel spurned
Gettin our checks at the end of the day
With only a fraction of our pay
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[RAP]
I don't know why we should hate
Cause everybody shares this same fate
And I won't be some social tool
And I won't buy into divide and rule
And I don't get this us-them jive
All of us just want to stay alive
And feed our kids and give them stuff
And we'll say when enough is enough
And I don't think that they know best
'Bout how to stop hate and unrest
Cause people are varieties
5 billion separate minorities
Cultures are illusions
Man made up delusions
I just want a chance to pray
Before I start another day
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