The Magnificent Seven - Remastered

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The Magnificent Seven!
 Ring! Ring! It's 7 a.m.
 Move yourself to go again
 Cold water in the face
 Brings you back to this awful place
 Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too
 Must get up and learn those rules
 Weather man and the crazy chief
 One says, "Sun" and one says, "Sleet"
 A.M., the F.M. the P.M. too
 Churnin' out that boogaloo
 Gets you up and a'gets you out
 But how long can you keep it up?
 Gimme Honda, gimme Sony
 So cheap and real phony
 Hong Kong dollar, 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!
 Workin' for a rise, better my station
 Take my baby to Sophistication
 She's 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, and 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, man")
 ("A'right Chuck!")
 Wave bub-bub-bub-bye to the boss
 It's our profit, it's his loss
 But anyway, the lunch bell ring
 Take one hour, and do your thang!
 Cheeseboiger!
 What do we have for entertainment?
 Cops kickin' gypsies on the pavement
 Now the news, a'snap to attention
 The lunar landing of the dentist convention
 Italian mobster shoots a lobster
 Seafood restaurant gets outta hand
 A car in the fridge, a fridge in the car?
 Like cowboys do, in TV land
 You lot! What?
 Don't stop, give it all you got (oh)
 You lot! What?
 Don't stop, oh!
 You lot! What?
 Don't stop, give it all you got, yeah
 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
 Hits the town, he drinks his wages
 You're frettin', you're sweatin'
 But did you notice you ain't gettin'?
 You're frettin', you're sweatin'
 But did you notice not gettin' anywhere?
 Don't you ever stop a'long enough to start?
 Take your car outta that gear
 Don't you ever stop long enough to start?
 Get your car outta that gear
 Karl Marx and Friedrich 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? Yeah
 A'what have we got? Yeah-o
 What have we got? Magnificence (I say)
 What have we got?
 Luther King and Mahatma Gandhi
 Went to the park to check on the game
 But they was murdered by the other team
 Who went on to win 15-nil
 You can't be true, you can't be false
 You'll 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
 Ooh-ooh, hoo
 Bye bye
 Buh-bah
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 The Magnificent Seven!
 Magnificent!
 Magnificent Seven!
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 This is fuckin' long, innit?
 

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Duration
05:33
Tempo
116 BPM

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