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Minutemen
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This Ain't No Picnic
Working on the edge, losing my self respect For a man who presides over me The principles of his creed Punch in punch out, 8 hours, 5 days a week Sweat, pain and agony, on Friday I'll get paid
This ain't no picnic
Hey mister, don't look down on me for what I believe I got my bills and the rent, I should go pitch a tent But our land isn't free So I'll work my youth away in the place of a machine I refuse to be a slave
This ain't no picnic
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