minutemen – this ain’t no picnic lyrics
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working on the edge, losing my self respect
for a man who presides over me
the principles of his creed
punch in punch out, 8 hours, 5 days a week
sweat, pain and agony, on friday i’ll get paid
this ain’t no picnic
hey mister, don’t look down on me for what i believe
i got my bills and the rent, i should go pitch a tent
but our land isn’t free
so i’ll work my youth away in the place of a machine
i refuse to be a slave
this ain’t no picnic
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