"Shop Floor" as written by and Greg Taylor Johnny Lubera....
What is the mission today?
Produce without injury, (where'd you go?)
Can you feel the steel, the steel?
It's in my mouth my hair it's in my head (where'd you go?)
I wear the scars of my own actions (where'd you go?)
Shop floor, turn up the radio.

I've got this boss, "son" he said
What are you doing here?
There's more to life, you've got much more to give
This is it for me. Don't end up in here

If I'm the first mother fucker in
I'm the last mother fucker to leave (where'd you go?)
I'm tired of working for the weekend and that sip of beer (where'd you go?)
I wear the scars of my own actions (where'd you go?)
Shop floor, turn up the radio.

I've got this boss, "son" he said
What are you doing here?
There's more to life, you've got much more to give
This is it for me. Don't end up in here

Have I wasted all these years?
No there's no reason, it's just not clear
No son, you've made an impact on our lives
You and your friends remember

This is it for me. Don't end up in here.

Diehard, always remember. Diehard


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"Shop Floor" as written by Johnny Lubera Greg Taylor

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