Iron Chic - Black Friday - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Iron Chic - Black Friday lyrics

Artist: Iron Chic

album: Not Like This

We get up early
We come home tired
Our lives for hire
We're making money for someone else
I can't breathe like there's hands around my throat
I can't scream, this place is filled with ghosts
Everybody's looking for something
You can't leave, or we're left with nothing
Clap your hands, do the dead man shuffle
Slouch our way into an early grave
Is it disappointment
Or mild annoyance?
A sense of contentment
Or fucking resentment?
Move your feet to this dead end beat
Slouch your way into an early grave
Get out of bed
Get fucking dressed
And think of better ways
To keep busy
Clap your hands, do the dead man shuffle
Killing ourselves for a living wage, okay
Get out of bed (get out of bed)
Get fucking dressed
And get busy

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