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Song Of The Punch Press Operator

アーティスト:Pete Seeger 

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I got a job in a factory Feeding a beast that don't like me It don't give a darn about how I feel As long as I feed it its ration of steel And pity the man who knows the grief That comes with the bite of that monster's teeth Pity the man who knows the grief That comes with the bite of that monster's teeth Watch your mitts at the start of the stroke It's a re-peat killer, and will go for broke It shoulda been melted 'bout twenty years back But it feeds the boss and he loves that snack Oh Beast, spare my hands I'll use them to slay you if I get the chance Oh Beast, spare my hands I'll use them to slay you if I get the chance There ain't no guards to slow up a man Keep your foot on the pedal and your eye on the ram If your hand should slip, why the boss don't shout He just buys new fingers as he throws you out


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