i took a bulldozer to my brain
and from the driver's
wait enough and the end of the day will come
I don't worry 'bout my job,
Let them throw me out
modern man, modern man
what have you done?
i know you're there
i
Sing into my ear, are we really hearing any sounds
underneath the bricks
underneath the dirt
down below the roots
my love grows
I know you're only here for a little whileback against
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