A Song For Albert Parsons.mp3
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money, I've got it on my mind it's like the curse of god upon the poor man's head just like honey, they rob it from the hive and leave them working bees to slave another day we wear the chains that we have forged just like mr. parsons said soon we all got to realize bread is freedom, freedom bread bread is freedom, freedom bread wake before the morning light, drink the drug that gives the right to get up and face another day work until the sun goes down, drink until your falling down then wake up, do it all again we wear the chains that we have forged just like mr. parsons said soon we all got to realize bread is freedom, freedom bread bread is freedom, freedom bread money, i've got it on my mind it's like the bread of life that feeds the soul today ain't it funny? the ones that make it rise can't even take a break to break the bread they bake |
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