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Working Video (MV)




Performed By: Jason Vitelli
Language: English
Written by: Jason Vitelli




Jason Vitelli - Working Lyrics




Oh, oh
Working, a working, a working all day long
Fingers missing nails, teeming with toil
One shouldn't be alone when walking toward the bedroom door
Age reeks through the bones, parasites turn tissue into dung

Body wrinkles up, eyelids so heavy
Sallow skin & bones, fingers decaying
You were once a towering tree now you're just mulch and weeds
And you just sit there wondering, can I be happy?

Countless calculations, crunching lines
Bring a salary, some kids, a wife
Steam runs out the chimney
The intercourse brings heat to all in need
Growing stronger every day
Does meaningless work turn to meaningful play?

Body wrinkles up, eyelids so heavy
Her arthritic hands, they don't look so pretty
You both were once sharp as knives
Now you're picking up each other's lines
And you just sit there wondering, can we be happy?

I'm vying to be cured of this working disease
Would anyone care, does anyone care to join me?
I say does anyone care, would anyone care to join me?
One, two, three, four!
Oh, oh, oh, oh
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Oh, oh
Working, a working, a working all day long
Fingers missing nails, teeming with toil
One shouldn't be alone when walking toward the bedroom door
Age reeks through the bones, parasites turn tissue into dung

Body wrinkles up, eyelids so heavy
Sallow skin & bones, fingers decaying
You were once a towering tree now you're just mulch and weeds
And you just sit there wondering, can I be happy?

Countless calculations, crunching lines
Bring a salary, some kids, a wife
Steam runs out the chimney
The intercourse brings heat to all in need
Growing stronger every day
Does meaningless work turn to meaningful play?

Body wrinkles up, eyelids so heavy
Her arthritic hands, they don't look so pretty
You both were once sharp as knives
Now you're picking up each other's lines
And you just sit there wondering, can we be happy?

I'm vying to be cured of this working disease
Would anyone care, does anyone care to join me?
I say does anyone care, would anyone care to join me?
One, two, three, four!
Oh, oh, oh, oh
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Writer: Jason Vitelli
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave


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