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9-5ers Anthem

アーティスト：Aesop Rock  アルバム：Labor Days 

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Shit... Vanessa, what time is it? aw, fuck ... i late again, i gotta dip Zoom in to the fuming of an aggravated breed Via the study of post-adolescent agitated seeds Half the patients waste themselves prior to Commencement So I focus on the urban Oxygen samples, the half that made it breathe This old Pompeii impression sways infection in twelve steps or less And cretins swiftly tippy-toe on hard to swallow barter concepts The give-it get-it, never let it slip past wrought iron stubbornness. Martyrs talk funny causes into harvesting Spartacus and so on I've thrown long Hail Mary bombs toward cookie-cutter Mother Nature's bedazzled synthetic fabrics Life treats the peasants like they tried to fuck his woman while he slept inside, while they're merely chasing perfectionist emblems When the clock strikes nine I'll be waking with the best of routine caffeine team players for the cycle of it Under a dusted angel harp string Big Brother is watching my odometer like buzzard to fallen elk, hawkin' stealth We got babies, rubber stamps, and briefcase parts We on some door-to-door now, order ten dollars or more, we'll shove it down your throat for free I'll sacrifice my inborn tendencies for copper pennies from one commander 'Gimme that' so he can retain baby fat Mega biter snake bedlam, holocaust freak, heckle shiesty brain headroom shake planet Make a move pause, make a move, break cannon Bend barrel, one eight zero, u-turn, squeeze, end it It's on like it's never been, It's bleeding well, it's bigger than a breadbox, it corrodes my leaky finance I'll take my seat top of the Brooklyn Bridge with a Coke and a bag of chips To watch a thousand lemmings plummet just because the first one slipped Sometimes I laugh at victory, kissing these little question marks I tend to underestimate my average Just another bastard savage Someday you'll all eat out of my cold hand Cuz every dog has its day at which point I'll pull it away Now we the American working population Hate the fact that eight hours a day Is wasted on chasing the dream of someone that isn't us And we may not hate our jobs But we hate jobs in general That don't have to do with fighting our own causes We the American working population Hate the nine-to-five day-in day-out When we'd rather be supporting ourselves By being paid to perfect the pastimes That we have harbored based solely on the fact That it makes us smile if it sounds dope



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