3.Grindstone
作詞：Jay Stuart Farrar
If you find yourself standin'
At the end of your line
Lookin' for a piece of somethin'
Maybe a piece of mind
Fed up, lost and run down
Nowhere to hold on
Tired of 'Take your place at the end, son'
We'll get to you one by one
No light ever shines
Dead end tears that dry
Maybe a waste of words and time
Never a waste of life
Every hour will be spent
Fillin' a quota, just gettin' along
Handcuffs hurt worse
When you've done nothin' wrong
No thanks to the treadmill
No thanks to the grindstone
There's plenty of dissent from
These rungs below
The clockwork of destruction
Hangin' low over our heads
Always a smokestack cloud
Or a slow walkin' death
No light ever shines
Dead end tears that dry
Maybe a waste of words and time
Never a waste of life
No thanks to the treadmill
No thanks to the grindstone
There's plenty of dissent from
These rungs below
The clockwork of destruction
Hangin' close over our heads
Always a smokestack cloud
Or a slow walkin' death
No light ever shines
Dead end tears that dry
Maybe a waste of words and time
Never a waste of life
Maybe a waste of words and time
Never a waste of life
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