I ain't working nine to five I ain't going out to plant no seed I don't ask what I'm supposed to do, 'cause I've got everything I want But I don't have anything I need
Well I do my thing in a palace full of kings Do it in an old broken-down shack I'd give you the shirt off my back, show you where your systems lack Meet you in the lap of luxury
I get off the floor and walk it off Get back to a place that I can see Well I'm coming back for more abuse Meet you in the lap... the lap... the lap of luxury
Now I'm working noon to midnight Now my precious seeds they have been sown I don't ask when they're supposed to grow 'cause I got everything I know I don't know anything I need
No exploitation, paid vacation All I want's communication That ain't too hard to see
When the van stops rolling, the band starts rocking It ain't too pretty, it ain't too shocking but I've got everything I need
I get off the floor and walk it off Get back to a place that I can see Well I'm coming back for more abuse Meet you in the lap of luxuryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
