Working Blues


I was digging in the ground
working blues got me bound.
I was digging in the ground
it's about time to find the right way out.

I was surfin’ the internet
for less bucks than a lumpy pet.
I was surfin’ the internet
gonna slightly reach the point of no regret.

(Solo 1)

No matter what I do.
No matter what you pay.
Working makes me blue.
I need a fucking holiday.
I was digging in the ground
working blues got me bound.

So I talked to my master.
Geez it was a desaster,
he played the poor man's show.
God you really don’'t wanna know.
I was surfin the internet
gonna sligthly reach the point of no regret.

(Solo 2)

Working blues got me hard
he’s tearing us apart.
Working blues got me hard
I feel just like labour’s tart.

(Solo 3 & Fade out)

 

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Working Blues – 2011  

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