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Uncle Tupelo
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Grindstone
Lyricist: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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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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