Black Lung lyrics

by

The Zygotes


What's a man supposed to do?
Nothing at hand to attach to
Roads built in circles, round
Just to keep a square-foot house
Poor man loves being free
Black lung and a stomach to feed

Hop on the carousel
Get to work, invent yourself
A system to be employed
Life is not to be enjoyed!

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