Lyrics

Well they oughtta be afraid of us Cus the whole world is made of us People workin hard to get along It isn't that I really care I'll never be a millionaire But I get the feeling something's goin wrong It's a labour of love I guess Cus it sure doesn't pay To work this job or raise these kids Or feel this way Dinner's on the table And I put a roof above But goddamn this labor of love Well I don't mind workin hard But I get home after dark And I feel my spirit sinking to the floor Pretty sure I used to be Somethin more than an employee But I hardly can remember anymore It's a labour of love I guess Cus it sure doesn't pay To work this job or raise these kids Or feel this way Dinner's on the table And I put a roof above But goddamn this labor of love It's a rich man's game and they play to win But there's more of us than there are of them I think sometimes they should change the locks We're a powderkeg, they're a tinderbox And I don't know if you might Brother can you gimme a light? It's a labour of love I guess Cus it sure doesn't pay To work this job or raise these kids Or feel this way Dinner's on the table And I put a roof above But goddamn this labor of love Well they oughtta be afraid of us Cus the whole world is made of us
Writer(s): Carsie Blanton, Devon Sproule Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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