
Date of issue: 22.10.2001
Record label: Fat Wreck Chords
Song language: English
Petty Wage |
I’ve said, and once too often, some things I’d never say again |
In streams of thoughts unbroken I fish for a few good men |
Sundays and holidays and twelve hours straight |
No pay for bloody hands and believe me they pay a petty wage |
My poor self pity speaks with sobbing mumbled words |
Strewn with the awful taste of bad, cowardly prose |
I’d take some time to get my posture set straight |
If I had the chance I’d break and subdue the scheming hands of fate |
Wrap up your limp red mass of knuckles and fingertips |
It’s fighting time and time to battle with your wits |
Time to spit back when you’re spit upon, when you’re left for dead |
Time to hit the road when the road you’re on has run out of tricks |
I don’t want your Sundays and holidays of twelve hours straight |
No pay for bloody hands |
No I don’t want your fucking petty wage |
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