We Built This Come Death

Some experiments gave men such pressure in their heads
 That they would go mad and pull out their hair to relieve the pressure
 They would tear their heads and faces with their fingers and nails
 To maim themselves in their madness
 They would beat the walls with their heads and hands
 And scream to relieve the pressure on their eardrums
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 Now you will see all this time
 Work nine to five
 Monday through Friday I'm singing
 I sing the blues for you
 You, oh-oh
 You
 Now I'm standing in the pouring rain
 My feet are cold but I can't complain
 And I wonder how you have been
 I need you love, I miss you so
 Yeaah
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 How I scream, all this life's worth all the while
 Heartache, slave driving pain
 I sing the blues for you
 You, oh-oh
 You
 Now I'm standing in the pouring rain
 My feet are cold but I can't complain
 And I wonder how you have been
 I need you love, I miss you so
 I know it's right but