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Workers - Hop Along
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Workers Hop Along

Workers - Hop Along
Here we go

The workers all agree
The kids are getting weak
So they bring cracks and all the ceilings
Are filling rooftops with South American rainwater so
Those who cannot swim will have their
Backs broken in by the
Straining eyes of those who work until they'll die

Do ya', do ya have any work for me?
I need something to take my mind off of these eyes
I need a job, oh I, I'm feeling robbed

Oh I see the sun, I see the sun soak on my shoulders

The mothers all agree
Making babies ain't what it used to be
Now they, they have decided to stop giving birth, it ain't worth it
The world's overpopulated anyway, so no more birthdays
Don't you wonder why she doesn't look you in the eye

Do ya, do ya have a family for me?
I need something to help with what's been ailing at me
I, I need a wife, oh I, I need another life
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