Every day I get up, put my black, plastic securitysuit on, my gasmask leave the
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Cellar and go to work.
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Afraid to be poisoned or trampled by this huge machinery and I think to myself:
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What fuck above do I have to thank
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That I'm here to live in this shit I don`t
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Wanna complain about the acid rain
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'cause it's nice compared to this poison air.
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And I wish I could just once see the moon
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Oh one gorgeous show
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So I take it off, yeah that's feeling good
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Though I'm deeply sick right away...............
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Its like dancing in the sun
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Having trouble, having fun
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Having anything you wish to come
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Then it suddenly smiles your way
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And you have an easy day.
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What the hell, this must be an antique supermarket
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What am I doing here, god these people drinking milk!!!
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But the clothes they wear look rather cool to me.
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I wear the same, what am I doing here?
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Excuse me sir, can you help me out?
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I wanna bake a cake but I don`t know how.
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No I don't, but I'm sure I will
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So what do we need for your bakery?
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Its like......(refrain)
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Every working morning tired, yawn too often I got fired
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Wondered if there is a god searching for a fishingrod
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With hooks that sting right through our hearts, forcing us onto new starts
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Love and knowledge are the way, try to have an easy day.
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Easy Day
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