Slave To The Wage
Runaway from all your boredom
Runaway from all your whoredom
To 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
It's a maze for rats to try
It's a maze for rats to try
It's a race, a grass for rats
A grass for rats to die
It's a race, a grass for rats
A grass for rats to die
Sick and tired of Maggie's farm
She's a bitch(*) with broken arms
To wave your worries
And cares goodbye
It's a maze for rats to try
It's a maze for rats to try
It's a race, a grass for rats
A grass for rats to die
It's a race, a grass for rats
A grass for rats to die
(intrumental)
It's a race, a grass for rats
A grass for rats to die
It's a race, a grass for rats
A grass for rats to die
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away
Run away