own Hey I, I need something fine, oh, to distract my mind Yeah, all for this grind, grindstone Hey, give me something new Yeah, all for this grindstone
sorrow Striving for the best The only cause they criticized Supporting all the rest Pounding pavement, pounding steel Shredding all to break The grindstone
Every hour will be spent Filling a quota, just getting along Handcuffs hurt worse When you've done nothing wrong No thanks to the treadmill No thanks to the grindstone
life every hour will be spent filling a quota, just getting alonghandcuffs hurt worse when you've done nothing wrong no thanks to the treadmill no thanks to the grindstone
Překlad: Gregoriánský. Nosu k brus.
Překlad: Uncle Tupelo. Brus.
off the trees fly like the breeze The mind is the key, to unlock it, completely off the wall a little out of pocket nose to the grindstone, lets make
before you leave the living still left you wondering if you can still belive while you shatter on the grindstone while you shatter upon the grindstone
of life every hour will be spent filling a quota, just getting alonghandcuffs hurt worse when you've done nothing wrong no thanks to the treadmill no thanks to the grindstone
