Текст песни kid dynamite -  Death And Taxes   
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alarm clock rings, i crawl out of bed.  i`m not looking forward to what lies ahead.  all day i`m like a zombie, the working dead.  today`s gonna be a boring day.  i know it.  i`m not interested in what i`m doing.  i show it.  i wish that i could walk away.  you know?  we`re all the same.  would happiness be worth the wait? would all the mondays be worth the pain?  some say they`ll see.  i don`t agree.  nose to grindstone.  everyday i walk to work and say, i wish that i could go somewhere where time`s not despised, clocked in and put in line, but "that`s the way it goes."  spending our years pinned as slaves.  tired and under-paid, while no one ever knows what life`s about.  work to survive until we`re 65 and then it`s time to die.  nose to grindstone.  everyday i walk to work and say, "i wish that i could go."  working so hard just to survive, until we`re 65 and then it`s time to cry with the rest of them.  die with the best of them.  we lie to ourselves and think that life`s exciting.  we cry... we die.  we lie... we die without ever knowing what we could have done with ourselves.