The Clock's Gang
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Oh, war never ends
The war with the hours
My war with war
With the clock's game
Work 14 hours, get paid for 8
The normalisation, the acceptance that seeps in
I ain't got it so bad
Bombs are dropping as I speak
But we eat from the man-made sea
No need to feel hopeless
No need to feel sad
Get yourself a cap
And fill your head up slowly
I can't make much sense
What's going on with the world
It seems like the powers
Never look them as they
No statues for the post-industrial dead
No medals for the overworked and underpaid
Servile to the bloated bums swallowing truffle
While waiting for the trickle-down effect
It's a gash that we need
That's just a point of a gash to the head
No need to feel hopeless
No need to feel sad
Get yourself a cap
And fill your head up slowly
I can't make much sense
What's going on with the world
It seems like the powers
Never look them as they
The clock's game, they suck your blood
They take up every little second of your life
You start early, you finish late
You haven't even gone a thousand F.E.A.R
You come home tired, you can't converse
Do you really wanna talk about the work?
The clock's game, they suck your blood
They take up every little second of your life
The clock's game, they suck your blood
They take up every little second of your life