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The Dishwasher
Ezra Furman & The Harpoons
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So what if I burn my hands when I unload it?
Hot dishes from the dishwashing machine
It's just my job, sir, I do what I'm paid for
You won't catch me walking home from work crying
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
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So what if this apron has many stains of red?
And red is the same colour that runs in my veins
I'm just a number swimming in water
I'm just another dirty dish in the machine
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
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Every dish I wash
I wash for someone else
I ain't an old woman
On the beach collecting shells
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So what if I could've made millions in the stock market?
I never much understood numbers anyway
I wash the dishes, someone must do that
People don't wanna eat their food off dirty plates
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
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And so what if people are walking right by me
And seeing right through me? I do the same to them
And who cares that the planet is turning on cruelty
A cold metal axis that cuts off my head
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
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Maybe someday, all the people
In the world so big and wide
Will turn just like a record
Over to their other side
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