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This Ain’t No Picnic Lyrics
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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12-21-2004
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07-01-2006
sorry i didn't add anything intelligent.
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