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Текст (слова) песни: Laika - Widows Wead



Waitin" til my dyin day

Thats when I pack these tired blues away

Thats when I go to lay down in my grave

Thatll be my flyin day

Wondering what Im workin for

Aint gonna be your lowdown dog no more

Aint gonna bleach an scrub your kitchen floor

I wonder what Im workin for

Making tiny feet for shoes

Didnt have the right to pick n choose

Didnt know the freedom I would lose

In making tiny feet for shoes

Working dozen to the nine

Feels like Im just servin time

Waitin in this goddamn line

Hell or heaven Ill be fine

Cookin nothing in the pan

Thats the way life dealt my hand

Thatll be my livin last demand

To get something from this land

Playin around the toes of time

Waiting for the spark thatll free my mind

Thatll put unhappiness behind

Just looking for an exit sign

 

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