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Ode to You
Jack Parow
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(Oh-oh-oh-oh) This is an ode to you, hate your job but the house needs food
You wanna quit, you wanna kill but the rent is due
Push on through, hold on tight, fight the fight
There's a hand on your throat and it's holding tight
9 to 5, jy try, jy druk, jy hou styf vas but you work for a boss and you hate his guts
Jy voel stuck, maar onthou, ek's hier vir jou whether jy numbers punch of jy huise bou
Yster klou, days too long, nights too short you just went to sleep, then you're back at work
If you're up at night or you're up at dawn
Whether you're sweeping streets or you're mowing lawns
Whether jy meetings het of jy parties hou whether jy suits aantrek of jy klere vou
Whether you're washing cars or washing clothes
This is an ode to all the working class heroes
Bambe-zela, zela, bambe-zela, oh-oh-oh
Bambe-zela, zela, bambe-zela, oh-oh-oh
I stand with you as jy luister na jou baas wat skel when you on the highway in the traffic cell
Whether you're on the long road when the sun comes up
When you down in the dirt trying to get back up
You one of us die mense wat die wiel laat draai
We're on the ground while you waiting for your paint to dry
Die greater vibe fresh cut grass smell with the mechanics that makes your car run well
Ons is die land the miser the rougher sea you wanna run man come run with me
So if you in the queue for your groceries half your life
And you think that pedicures are a waste of time
You knock off work and go to the closest bar the only Polo you know is a type of car
You're one of us the light at the end of the road an ode to all the working class heroes
Bambe-zela, zela, bambe-zela, oh-oh-oh
Bambe-zela, zela, bambe-zela, oh-oh-oh
You on the long road trying to get back home (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Or you feel stuck where you are and your all alone (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
You tryna run but your feet wonโt move (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
You tryna break free but you canโt get loose (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
You work your fingers to the bone but no recognition (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
So kom kry my by die naaste bar wie's in (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Bambe-zela, zela, bambe-zela, oh-oh-oh
Bambe-zela, zela, bambe-zela, oh-oh-oh
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