As we ruin our health
We shall think of collective wealth
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And at least two hours drive
And the rent keeps going high
And there is no reason why
We bid our time for a dime
As we wither under work
Our freedom is not a hope
All alone we gather a fee
Neither prolets nor petit bourgeoisie
And I want you by my side
Just a few days of my life
My desire is nullified
And I'm feeling as I die
We bid our time for a dime