Hey
There was a knockin' on my door
It's the dreaded landlord
He wants his bread and wants it now
And he doesn't care lest how
He left a sign of vacancy
He's asking how we got here
And we returned to slumber
But the glass was never rinsed
There was a tapping on my back
It's the dreaded forman
I think I see his smile through his teeth and his cigar
He put my hands to work
And said, or otherwise do nothing
And I made a thousand things today
I'm sure I'll never use
There was a ringing of my bell
I picked it up to answer
They said they were my comrade
But, they couldn't say my name
So I asked about the???
They hung it up with madness and went on to punch the clock
And, somewhere there's teh sound of someone singing
I've got an invitation want some liberty
They had a mischief brew
But none of it's for you
Best to come abroard
And taste a liquid never brewed
Never brewed
There was a rapping on my door
It's the dreaded policeman
He had a ticket to enter
So I'm??? to step???
He questioned me in politics
He scorned my generation
For not respecting elders in the lands of???
So, when the landlord came to knock
I said, come back tomorrow???
Just slavin' for your wage
And to that troop, that foreman
Make us??? the things I don't choose
For a rock into the forest for a liquor never brewed
Today I'm following the sound of someone singing
I got an invitation want some liberty
They had a mischief brew
But none of it's for you
Best to come aboard and taste a liquor never brewed
Never brewed

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