The Magnificent Seven (Live at Shea Stadium) [Remastered]

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The magnificent seven
 Ring! Ring! It's 7 A.M.!
 Move y'self to go again
 Cold water in the face
 Brings you back to this awful place
 Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too
 Must get up an' learn those rules
 Weather man and the crazy chief
 One says sun and one says sleet
 A.M. and the F.M. the P.M. too
 Churning out that boogaloo
 Gets you up and gets you out
 But how long can you keep it up?
 Gimme Honda gimme Sony
 So cheap and real phony
 Hong Kong dollars Indian cents
 English pounds and Eskimo pence
 You lot! What?
 Don't stop! Give it all you got!
 You lot! What?
 Don't stop! Yeah!
 You lot! What?
 Don't stop! Give it all you got!
 You lot! What?
 Don't stop! Yeah!
 Working for a rise better my station
 And take my baby to sophistication
 Seen the ads, she thinks it's nice
 Better work hard I seen the price
 Never mind that it's time for the bus
 We got to work an' you're one of us
 Clocks go slow in a place of work
 Minutes drag and the hours jerk
 Yeah wave bye-bye
 "When can I tell 'em wot I do?
 In a second, maaan...
 oright Chuck!"
 Wave buh-buh-buh-bye to the boss
 It's our profit, it's his loss
 But anyway the lunch bells ring
 Take one hour do your thanng!
 Cheeesboiger!
 What do we have for entertainment?
 Cops kicking Gypsies on the pavement
 Now the news has snapped to attention!
 Lunar landing of the dentist convention
 Italian mobster shoots a lobster
 Seafood restaurant gets out of hand
 Car in the fridge
 Or fridge in the car?
 Like cowboys do in T.V. land
 You lot! What? Don't stop give it all you got
 You lot! What? Don't stop. Huh?
 You lot! What? Don't stop give it all you got
 You lot! What? Don't stop.
 So get back to work and sweat some more
 The sun will sink and we'll get out the door
 It's no good for man to work in cages
 Hit the town he drinks his wages
 You're fretting you're sweating
 But did you notice you ain't getting?
 You're fretting you're sweating
 But did you notice you not getting anywhere?
 Don't you ever stop long enough to start?
 To take your car outta that gear
 Don't you ever stop long enough to start?
 To get your car outta that gear
 Karlo Marx and Fredrich Engels
 Came to the checkout at the 7-11
 Marx was skint but he had sense
 Engels lent him the necessary pence
 What have we got? Yeh-o
 What have we got? Yeh-o
 What have we got? magnificence!
 (Spoken) I say
 What have we got?
 Luther King and Mahatma Gandhi
 Went to the park to check on the game
 They was murdered by the other team
 Who went on to win 50-nil
 You can be true, you can be false
 You be given the same reward
 Socrates and Milhous Nixon
 Both went the same way through the kitchen
 Plato the Greek or Rin Tin Tin
 Who's more famous to the billion millions?
 News Flash: Vacuum Cleaner Sucks Up Budgie
 Oooohh oww... buh-bye
 Buh bu
 Magnificence!
 FUCKING LONG, INNIT?

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Duration
02:33
Key
9
Tempo
132 BPM

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