Tytuł: Don't let the bastards

• Wykonawca: The Toasters
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Each day I wake up in this gray old town
   Each day the system tries to bring me down
   With a minimum wage in the factory
   I'm slaving in the Twentieth Century
   And the whole damn world is gangin up to bring me to my knees
  
   And now the neighbors make it loud and clear
   That they want no ravers moving in around here
   I won't play ball, won't do as I'm told
   I'd rather be a square peg in a round hole
  
   Don't let the bastards grind you down
   Don't let them grind you down
   Don't let the bastards grind you down
   Don't let them grind you down
  
   I'm living in a world where I don't really fit
   Every day walking through the same old shit
   I'm gonna get my gun, gonna get prepared
   I'm not impressed and I'm not scared
  
   Don't let the bastards grind you down
   Don't let them grind you down
   Don't let the bastards grind you down
   Don't let them grind you down
  
   Me say the war must stop
   No one canna win
  
  
   Ah we livin in da ghetto
   On da streets of dis town
  
   ...you a man
   You stand up firm
   Gotta stand up strong
   Listen ghetto youth
   Dis how we keep in da land
  
   Don't let the bastards grind you down
   Don't let them grind you down
   Don't let the bastards grind you down
   Don't let them grind you down
  
   Don't let the bastards grind you down
   Don't let them grind you down
   Don't let the bastards grind you down
   Don't let them grind you down