
Date of issue: 07.03.2005
Song language: English
Labor Day |
I know that some days it feels like a 9 to 5 deathmarch. |
And that’s half the waking day taken away. |
I’m pretty sure that we imagined something more. |
Don’t let that fire in your eyes flicker and fade. |
They’re experts at extinguishing hope, so you better hold it and keep it sclose. |
It’s a one-round match; |
you better grab it by the throat. |
And don’t let go… |
I’d like to say hats off to the slash-and-burn architects, |
They know exactly where despair and commerce intersect. |
They’ve sloved the equation for the gold rush, soul-crush; |
Three hundred million open mouths choking on the surplus. |