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Prisoner's Cinema Lyrics - Artist : Dead Milkmen, The
(Blow winds blow, together we shall go
For to sin, no more on this troubled shore) No one writes songs about the poor anymore Which is really a shame we could use a couple more Cuz we're tired of hearing about limos and jets $200 ties, and million dollar pets So let's raise a glass to the salt of the earth Not that ass, in first class, enjoying the perks Some praise for the maids who cleaned up the rooms After they were trashed by The Naked Moon Or the guy that fixed the TV that Elvis shot The nanny who watched his kids, while McCarthy scored pot The stage hand who put out the guitar that Hendrix set on fire In the swamps of Jersey, someone changed Springsteen's tires Let this be the start of our revolution Let this be the day that we take it all back Let the writing on the wall be our manifesto Let this be the day we go on the attack They call it "the prisoner's cinema" These films that you see in your mind When after ten hours in a cubicle It's just part of the daily grind They lower your wages, and increase your hours Till your nearly working for free They cut your vacation, and then your lunch hour And tell you "you should feel lucky" Let this be the start of our revolution Let this be the day that we take it all back Let the writing on the wall be our manifesto Let this be the day we go on the attack Blow winds blow, together we shall go For to sin, no more on this troubled shore What we've got planned is a surprise attack They will never see it coming, no they'll never suspect That these little acts of personal revolt Would bring the world, crashing to a halt For in the end, there's not much they can do That they haven't already put you through Dangled the carrot, and hope you're cantankerous We try to make famous friends We try to make our friends, famous Let this be the start of our revolution Let this be the day that we take it all back Let the writing on the wall be our manifesto Let this be the day we go on the attack Blow winds blow, together we shall go For to sin, no more on this troubled shore Blow winds blow, together we shall go |
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