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Work Song
Without a job I'm nothing
I have no dignity
I don't feel my value
I have no identity
But what I have
Is just a job
And a miserable salary
I have my craft
That really gets me down
There's people that have nothing
And others that have more than they need
There's people that don't want to work at all
But when the day comes to its end
I think only of resting
And come home to your arms
Who knows, forget for a while
Of all of my weariness
Our life is no good
And we can't complain
I know there's injustice
I know what happens
I'm afraid of the police
I know what happens
If you don't obey the rules
If you don't obey
And can't stand the suffering
Your doomed to misery
But I can't take it
I know what happens
But I can't take it
I know what happens
And when the day comes to its end
I think only of resting
And coming back home to your arms
Who knows, forget for a while
Of the few things we don't have
Who knows, forget for a while
Of all that we don't know
Daniel Azevedo✕
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