Lyrics - "Work More"

Work More

 

Grown men used to lay a humble ear flat on the dirt

For a free consultation with a wise old earth

But now its just the ground and everybody’s trying to break it

Gotta work our way up, up, up and away until we’ve made it

So busy trying to go big, we forget the way home

So busy trying to produce, we forget what we owe

What we used to know

 

A world where we dance like Steinbeck writes

Where the dust lines the floor like lights

Where the songs don’t say get rich or die trying

‘Cause you build the paper life and the paper still goes flying

 

Can’t you hear ‘em work more, what are you working for

When the sweat don’t taste the same?

Big souls with little hands,trying to hold more than we can

Before the world gets in the way

Can’t get the world out of our way

 

Can’t you hear ‘em work more, what are you working for

When the sweat don’t taste the same?

Big souls with little hands,trying to hold more than we can

Before the world gets in the way

Can’t get the world out of our way

 

Grown men used to lay a humble ear flat on the dirt

For a free consultation with a wise old earth

But now its just the ground and everybody’s trying to break it

Gotta work our way up, up, up and away until we’ve made it

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