Hands placed every plank, of the company store Nearly dead and they demanded even more At the end of the week, when the tally was all done The Paycheck was light, Seems I work for free and it sure aint fun Black on black tears, full construction grit Mix on my face, with gray beads of hard sweat Cold calloused skin, cracks at every seam While the heat boils my blood, to a crimson steam Chor I live a white knuckled Heart ache I broke my Bones. And never saw my Home And when Im done doin what they need me to Theyll Nail a Pink Slip onto my Back Nearly on my death bed, dying from the flu Phone been ringing off the hook since noon Bossman saystheres no time for weakness Says company is sufferin bad, all at my expense After one year working, my knuckles to the bone Bossman called a meetin, maybe get the raise Im owed But as I open the door, my jaw goes tight Got hammer in his left hand, and a nail in his right Chor I live a white knuckled Heart ache I broke my Bones. And never saw my Home And when Im done doin what they need me to Theyll nail a Pink Slip onto my Back
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