Connected - Bars Of Gold

He was a deal breaker

You better take your medicine

Left like a dog in the street

You better take your medicine

Shit on the line workers

You better take your medicine

Bosses as home wreckers

You’re gonna take your medicine

You’re gonna take your medicine

If we don’t go to work

We’re not gonna eat

Better keep your ideas

As simple as possible, keep them

Keep 'em near to complete

Well I — I feel like motors

Make the giants world walk

Leave dancing for children

At night!

When the grown-ups would talk

Would let 'em talk

Would let 'em talk

Would let 'em talk

Everybody’s got their secrets

Mine sits on the seat high

You pack your lunch, put your

Apples in, apples in, yeah

For the impending ride

Say is, I’m connected

Or the maybe I was?

All the long legs dancing

All around me, oh baby

I’ll get in trouble, just because

I’m a man!

I’m a man!

I’m a man!

I’m a man!

I’m a man!

I’m a man!

I’m a man!

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Comes your way

Chieftain’s up

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