paroles de chanson Slave Away - Bad Acid Trip

Work and work all the time
Just to f**king stay alive
But I just can't seem to stay ahead Bill collectors on my ass
I never have any cash Sometimes I think I'd be better off dead
Always broke my money is gone
Something is always going wrong
A half decent living just a f**king dream
Locked into a classest cage
Puts me in a f**king rage
I get so frustrated I just want to f**king scream Slave away - all my life
Work all day - no end in sight
First it started off in school
You're treated like a f**king fool
It's just a part of the shape of things to come
Then you get a dead end job
Workingwith some other slobs
That's when you realize you're not the only one
Mr. boss man raises a glass F**k the poor and middle class
Tries and thinks of ways to keep the people down
There's more of us can't you see! It's them against you and me
Maybe life would be better if they weren't around
Burn the rich - to the ground
Watch it all - come crashing down
Workâ"-slaveâ"-toilâ"-dig your grave.