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The Milky Sessions

by The '88 Rangers

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Well, I'm working for the money, but the money's working me Cursing out the system, but the system's got me beat My mother always told me that it doesn't grow on trees Now I'm working for the money, but the money's working me When I was a kid, I swore it never so Swore I'd never fold and become just an average Joe Now I break my back, make the richer even richer Pour some salt onto this wound, and make this downfall even quicker And just the other day, I saw the iron fist Crushing down the working man who's too scared to resist Too easy to replace, too back-broken to chase The rabbit on the fence in this corporate rat-race
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Nomads in rags who have seen a million lands Tell me that there's no such thing as “home” Every mountain top, and abandoned parking lot Is just a resting stop And Mr. Hermit in his house drinks his burgundy and stout Tells me that there's no place quite like home And if you can believe it son, I never wanna leave it, boy I tell you so And I can't help but feel I feel a little homesick, In my homestead Yeah I'm homesick in my home Well, I can't be living right to keep my shoes on every night And sleeping sound with one foot out that door I know the open road has its promise, so I'm told I don't need to be sold And all the twists, and the turns in the roads around the world Will change the sights, but sure won't change the feel The hermit may shine, but the nomad in my mind won't Give up the fight
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You've read of liberation, suffrage, and the ones who risked their necks But the men who write them history books are the same that sign your checks I've seen your mop and bucket in the parlors of the rich It seems that missing chromosome is worth its weight in shit You played your office politics, got taken for a ride But your boss has hairy knuckles and palms, and misogynistic pride The months turn into quarters, and three quarters of the time You only make three quarters of their dollars and their dimes And I see Rosie driving rivets, but old Rosie's short on rent Not far gone are days of breadlines, dust-bowls, and lament You traded cuffs and aprons for a briefcase and a tie Still, you make three quarters of their dollars and their dimes
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Recorded at Project Sound in Haverhill, Massachusetts.

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released April 1, 2011

Jason Duguay - Sound Engineer

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