| 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. Its a maze for rats to try, Its a maze for rats to try, Its a race, a race for rats, a race for rats to die, Its a race, a race for rats, a race for rats to die, Sick and tired of Maggies farm, Shes a bitch, with broken arms, To wave, Your worries, and cares, goodbye. Its a maze for rats to try, Its a maze for rats to try, Its a race, a race for rats, a race for rats to die, Its a race, a race for rats, a race for rats to die, Its a race, a race for rats, a race for rats to die, Its a race, a race for rats, a race for rats to die, Burn away, Run away (repeat) |