Maggie’s Farm Rage Against the Machine

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[Note: cover of Bob Dylan's "Maggie's Farm" with lyric changes]

I ain't gonna work on Maggie's Farm no more
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's Farm no more
Well, I wake up in the morning, fold my hands, and pray for rain
I got a head full of ideas that are drivin' me insane
It's a shame, the way she makes me
Scrub the floor
I ain't gonna work on, nah
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's Farm no more

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
Nah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more
Well, he hands you a nickel, and he hands you a dime
And he asks you with a grin, if you're havin' a good time
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
I ain't gonna work for, nah
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more

I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more
No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more
Well, he puts his cigar out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window, it is made out of bricks
The National Guard .stands around his door
I ain't gonna work for, nah
I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more