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8. Slave To The Wage
Run away from all your boredom Run away from all your whoredom and wave Your worries, and cares, goodbye All it takes is one decision A lot of guts, a little vision to wave Your worries, and cares goodbye It's a maze for rats to try [x2] It's a race, a race for rats A race for rats to die It's a race, a race for rats A race for rats to die Sick and tired of Maggie's farm She's a bitch, with broken arms to wave Your worries, and cares, goodbye It's a maze for rats to try [x2] It's a race, a race for rats A race for rats to die It's a race, a race for rats A race for rats to die [x3] Burn away Run away [repeat]
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