Lord, can you please save us
They work us non-stop and down to the bone
They spy on us and never leave us alone
For all their sins they will never atone
Lord, can you please save us/me
They keep assuring us that their motives are pure
But I’m not sure how much more I can endure
None of this mess was in the brochure
Lord, can you please save us/me
We call it slavery, they call it work
They cut back our hours, remove all our perks
When you bring up Unions, they just go Berserk
Lord, can you please save us/me
We put in the hours that make them all rich
In the end, you’ll be face down in a ditch
Cursing the name of that son of a bitch
Lord, can you please save us/me
They promised me a pension, when I still had my mind
They never listen, makes me feel like a mime
They steal my wages, put me on part-time
Lord, can you please save us/me
They watch you suffer, they watch you get old
They’ll toss you out in winter, to watch you get cold
To our poverty, they wear a blindfold
Lord, can you please save us/me
All I can afford is this bedbug motel
This didn’t sit pretty with the Mademoiselle
She left me cold, it was a bitter farewell
Lord, can you please save us/me
The children are hungry, their little voices do cry
The politicians in the capitol never care why
Their too busy celebrating the Fourth of July
Lord, can you please save us/me
This is not how I wanted things to be
Listening to their lies right on the TV
It won’t be long until they come after me
Lord, can you please save us/me
Now, mark my words, do not misconstrue
All we are asking is to give us our due
But all they ever offer is a Big F*ck You
Lord, can you please save us/me
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