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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizePressure Machine
Hope'll set your eyes agleamLike four feet dangling in the streamBut the Kingdom of God, it's a pressure machineEvery step, gotta keep it cleanA mattress on a hardwood floorWho could ever ask for more?I'll get up and cut the grassAin't nothing wrong with working classI, I don't remember the last time you asked how I wasDon't you feel the time slipping away?It ain't funny at allIt's gonna break your heart one dayKeep the debt cloud off the kidsOnly sunshine on their lidsJiminy Cricket and Power WheelsAnd memories of Happy MealsSometimes I look at the starsAnd think about how small we areSweating it out in the pressure machineGood till the last dropWhy don't you say little things?Butterflies don't just dance on a stringIt feels like you clipped all their wingsAnd every year goes by faster than the one beforeWe've had that treadmill now for monthsI think she might've used it onceIf I shut my mouth and keep the peaceShe'll cook my eggs in bacon greaseLife'll grow you a big red roseThen rip it from beneath your noseRun it through the pressure machineAnd spit you out a name tag memory
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