[Verse 1] Will we live polite or travel legs? Legs that travel time, but believe i can Mine that yellow gold where the horses ride Next I'll believe in the guillotine
[Chorus] Don't carry all that weight upon you You'll feel better soon, I know you will Busy soul feels heavy under These electric machines
[Verse 2] Swinging mighty hard Swinging mighty fast Under coal trains that are deep with fill Clouds forming eyes and the chorus rings The horses always ride so much faster, son
[Chorus] Don't carry all that weight upon you You'll feel better soon, I know you will Busy soul feels heavy under These electric machines
[Verse 3] Will we break free or will we fail? With the coal that's alight at the fingertips Such a shiny, covert-run addiction That smile gnashes swords and scissors that cut Bellies that hold with the shoveling snow Shiny red pains empty into new homes Will we break free or will we fail? With the coal that's alight at the fingertips
[Chorus] Don't carry all that weight upon you You'll feel better soon, I know you will Busy soul feels heavy under These electric machinesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
