S.G. Goodman - Work Until I Die

Listen, listen all around
Noise and rhythm in this town
Well I′m back to the rhythm

Work till I
Back to the rhythm
I'll work until die
Children turn your back lights down
Take it in and get it now
You get trapped in the rhythm
Time it flies
Trapped in the rhythm
You′ll work until you die
Business people drink my wine
Take my earth and sip it dry
But I'm back to the rhythm
Work till I
Back to the rhythm
I'II work until I die
Corporate money in this town
Fills my plate till I fucking frown
Well I′m back to the rhythm
Work till I
Back to the rhythm
I′ll work until I die
And if the businessman
Keeps bringing me down
I'll pop over and drop that out tonight

It′s the song, song of the sell
Take a little piece of pie or they'll bust your mouth
You make the rich more rich
No it won′t be you
Pennies for your time and crumbs to chew
Song, song of the sell
Take a little piece of pie or they'll bust your mouth
You make the rich more rich
No it won′t be you
Pennies for your time and crumbs to chew
Oh bless this food to our bodies And our bodies to your service
In the company's holy name
Amen
Bless this food to our bodies And our bodies to your service
In the company's holy name
Amen
Bless this food to our bodies And our bodies to your service
In the company′s holy name
Amen
Bless this food to our bodies And our bodies to your service
In the company′s holy name
Amen
Bless this food to our bodies And our bodies to your service
In the company's holy name
Amen
Bless this food to our bodies And our bodies to your service
In the company′s holy name

Amen
Bless this food to our bodies And our bodies to your service
In the company's holy name
Amen
Bless this food to our bodies And our bodies to your service
In the company′s holy name
Amen
Oh it's the song
Oh it′s the song
Oh it's the song
Oh it's the song, song of the sell Song
Song of the sell Song, song of the sell
Oh bless this food to our bodies
And our bodies to your service (Song, song of the sell)