Текст песни: Workhorse Warehouse + перевод

There’s a workhorse warehouse down in the field

Boards fallin' off and old rusted steel

Stiff smell of pride and blood, blue collar perfume

You know they don’t make 'em like they used to

There’s still a stash of smokes behind the line

Old dried out paint brushes turpentine

Old dusty machinery, grease buckets and stock

There’s still a stack of cards for punchin' the clock

Gone are the days and times gone by

Of firm handshakes and a look in the eye

An honest days work, cash in hand

The glory days are gone for the working class

These times are hard, these times we’re livin'

Underpaid men and exploited women

Of hefty pay raises for the few at the top

The people in their pockets are politicians and cops

There’s a workhorse warehouse down in the field

Boards fallin' off and old rusted steel

There’s a stiff smell of pride and blood, blue collar perfume

You know they don’t make 'em like they used to

These times are hard, these times we’re livin'

Of underpaid men and exploited women

Of hefty pay raises for the few at the top

The people in their pockets are politicians and cops

There’s a workhorse warehouse down in the field

Boards fallin' off and old rusted steel

There’s a stiff smell of pride and blood, blue collar perfume

You know they don’t make 'em like they used to

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