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Dancing monkeys in the circus of the industry,
Working all day, from 8 till 3,
Doing shit that we hate,
Not one second late or we ain't gettin paid.
No we ain't gettin paid.
No strength,
No gain,
No work,
No pay,
No rise up,
No rise up,
No rise up,
No rise up,
Burning us up and locking up our joints,
We're ain't ever getting out of here so whats the point,
In trying to break out of a deadlocked cage,
It's filling me with rage, oh it's filling me with rage.
And all this work for nothing,
All my pain and passion,
It's wasted,
No strength,
No gain,
No work,
No pay,
No rise up,
No rise up,
No rise up,
No rise up,
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