Who pops babies on the land?
Who pops TV stars in command?
Who makes sounds that make you cry
On your way home from school?

Ma- ma- ma- mathematics times, tables turn
Don’t- don’t- don’t- don’t wanna do that
Born on Labor day yeah- yeah- yeah-
Take a ticket cruise the world

Who pops pills that make you stay up all night?
Who drops needles in the spotlight?
Who makes little flowers fall on the top of your head? (I don’t know!)

Ma- ma- ma- mathematics times, tables turn
Don’t- don’t- don’t- don’t wanna do that
Born on Labor day yeah- yeah- yeah-
Take a ticket cruise the world

Lay low observe the holiday
And enjoy your honest pay, yeah
To lead a life that’s based on
Famous autobiographic tales

“Who makes sounds that make you
Cry on your way home from school?”
Lay low observe the holiday
And respect the man in grey, yeah
Collect the tears that roll down cheeks
On Labor Labor Labor day

Ma- ma- ma- mathematics times, tables turn
Don’t- don’t- don’t- don’t wanna do that
Born on labour day
Born on labour day
Born on labour day
Born on labour day
Born on labour day


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Born On Labor Day (Mathematics) song meanings
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