Well, we all got a job to do. And we all hate God. But we all got a job to do. We're gonna do it together. We're gonna do it together. . We are born of despair.
I saw a future, I saw me a way. Equal work, I thought demands equal pay. I heard new music on the radio. I thought that gradual dissolution. Would be the way to go.
Won't you take me. Where my feet feel happy in their own time. And the cathedral of reason let's the bells chime. And the lightning is fine?. . I'm old enough to know.