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wheelchair sports camp - take stairs in case of fire lyrics

from here to bangladesh i bang the best
minimal fever
hang the rest sang the mess
studied flow seminal research rain is less
in pain to guess what’s next not criminal either
feelin’ more eager to stop abusing or
losing my leisure until i’m a geezer
not a believer, nothing’s sincere
viva la diva, disgusting and meagre
swallowed a heater, followed the leader’s
cadence under surveillance
all in that -ss accept indifference
respect existence or expect resistance

there’s no saving us
it’s dangerous abide by the laws
aside from the boss who made ’em up
dictating trust
and naming us to
die for the cause
all compet-tion must be crushed
every proposition
has opposition
saviors that’s on a mission
laborers with no pot to p-ss in
h–rders and mortars with
border disorders
minimum wage
and a long page with
8 million ways to say
can i take your order
stacking these factories
despite casualties, mastery liberate
give or take notice how
gravity will hold us down

dying trying to make a living
buying, buying late thanksgiving
violence violence i am flying high
escape in guilty habits
diet try it filthy rabbits
eying all the profits coming
in filthy riding dirty
dining from an island worthy
healing by consuming zoom in
everything is ruined
everything is heavy
time and time again polyester cotton
dying fabrics mavericks fighting
i want more gimme less
crying crying tears of joy toys sundays best
supplying multiplying demands supply
deriving keep on driving
driving drive away travel more
fly a plane gas gas take a break
shake n bake workers rights
ya right but i’m high can’t complain
take a number
if i die before i’m off i pray the nets don’t catch my fall
hired and then fired won’t retire ’til i have it all
life ain’t nothing but a job
oh my god, god the boss
everything’s cheep cheep
cost steep steep
move beep beep
dig deep deep dish
satellite, stash cash, trash it fast
underpaid overworked
runaway most your shirts
are gonna fade, i go bezerk
why am i in such a hurry?
worried, in a frenzy that’s for suresy
outta sight outta mind
security currently
eyes on employees
get the currency with urgency
it just occurred to me
we be working working just to make it work
where’s the closest emergency exit?

(take the stairs in case of fire)
(poor me, poor me, pour me a drink)

all these blouses and verses
houses and purses
couches and curtains
i was raised in the circus
by nurses and curses
now i just wanna roam around the globe oh so shirtless
i am what the earth is

running outta resources

- wheelchair sports camp lyrics

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