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letra de human resources - rumbletramp

sold my soul to the devil for a bottle of wine
and he told me i came up short
guess the life that i lead’s been k!lling me
stripping me of my worth
you and me, honey, have been working our fingers
down to the bare white bone
for a pittance of pay, a struggle everyday
through the sun and the mud and the dirt
sold body to industry; plan set since birth
to toil for the tyrants who hostaged the earth
skin and bone poised to feed the machine
make human resources of human beings
keep on pumping thе oil from the dirt
stark, hollow suits seek to hollow the earth
fill hollow hands up with silvеr and gold
’til our blood boileth over and into our throats
gave my heart to a movement to the end in my death
in hopes of removing the boot from my neck
like a comrade shot down in the street
a failed revolution, a violent regime
it’s been painted in red on the wall
that the grave comes a-calling someday on us all
but if everything then this nation will too
let’s just hope that it bites it before me and you
’cause every ruined kingdom’s
tantamount to a blank slate
a massive empty canvas or a blank cassette tape
there’s so much lost potential
inside an abandoned building
when it’s boarded up
’cause god forbid we use the sp-ce for something
so break out all your crowbars
if we wait ’til we’re allowed
all these empty buildings
will just sit nailed shut all over town
when i’m saying “f-ck the government”
i really mean my dear
that we could do much better
so let’s build something new here

- rumbletramp

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