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this is my town out in the rust belt fields
we were bangin' out Buicks and Oldsmobiles
there was always a job and the money was there
some say we got a little lazy nobody seemed to care
but they figured it out and sent the elbow grease
down to Mexico and off to the Chinese
and I learned a little something 'bout how things are
no one remembers your name just for working hard
drove into the ground 'til your factory's cold
and they tear it all down and the parts get sold
come the bankers now, picking over the bones
I've to three more neighbors now, 'bout to lose their homes
'cause they figured it out and sent the elbow grease
down to Mexico and off to the Chinese
and I learned a little something 'bout how things are
no one gets a bonus for bloody knuckles and scars
and no one remembers your name just for working hard
there's a casino boat it's up around Boon
think I'll buy me a bottle and a motel room
put all I have left on a little black square
risk it all like the big boys, like I don't even care
drive you into the ground 'til your engine's cold
call in the auctioneer as the banks foreclose
and I learned a little something 'bout how things are
no one gets a bonus for bloody knuckles and scars
and no one remembers your name just for working hard
we were bangin' out Buicks and Oldsmobiles
there was always a job and the money was there
some say we got a little lazy nobody seemed to care
down to Mexico and off to the Chinese
and I learned a little something 'bout how things are
no one remembers your name just for working hard
and they tear it all down and the parts get sold
come the bankers now, picking over the bones
I've to three more neighbors now, 'bout to lose their homes
down to Mexico and off to the Chinese
and I learned a little something 'bout how things are
no one gets a bonus for bloody knuckles and scars
and no one remembers your name just for working hard
think I'll buy me a bottle and a motel room
put all I have left on a little black square
risk it all like the big boys, like I don't even care
call in the auctioneer as the banks foreclose
and I learned a little something 'bout how things are
no one gets a bonus for bloody knuckles and scars
and no one remembers your name just for working hard
Song Info
Producer
Gurf Morlix
Release date
Apr 21, 2009
Sentiment
Positive
Submitted by
gilbert113 On Jan 10, 2025
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