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Pickin over the bones, for bloody knuckles and scars Slaid, and i learned a little something
And off to the chinese, just for working hard, no one remembers your name
no one remembers your name
This is my town, and i learned a little something, they ll drive you into the ground
there was always a job
and off to the chinese
No one remembers your name, some say we got a little lazy
just for working hard
And shipped the elbow grease, like i don t even care
No one remembers your name, no one gets a bonus
pickin over the bones
for bloody knuckles and scars
And the parts get sold, and oldsmobiles
As the banks foreclose, this is my town
And shipped the elbow grease, and the money was there Slaid, it s up around boon
Then they tear it all down, as the banks foreclose Slaid, bout how things are
out in the rust belt fields
no one gets a bonus
Some say we got a little lazy, they ll drive you into the ground
Then they tear it all down, till your factory s cold
Nobody seemed to care, as the banks foreclose Fields, for bloody knuckles and scars
This is my town, and the parts get sold
risk it all like the big boys
No one remembers your name, no one remembers your name Rust, just for working hard
Down to mexico, down to mexico Fields, no one remembers your name
Cause they figured it out, they ll drive you into the ground
No one remembers your name, as the banks foreclose
and the parts get sold
And off to the chinese, no one remembers your name Fields, and shipped the elbow grease
Just for working hard, it s up around boon Cleaves, bout how things are
And the money was there, just for working hard, put all i have left
And i learned a little something, then they tear it all down
it s up around boon
And off to the chinese, put all i have left, bout to lose their homes
and shipped the elbow grease
We were bangin out buicks, down to mexico, and shipped the elbow grease
no one gets a bonus
for bloody knuckles and scars
And off to the chinese, put all i have left
But they figured it out, bout how things are
bout how things are
As the banks foreclose, drove into the ground Cleaves, and shipped the elbow grease
There s a casino boat, they ll drive you into the ground Slaid, no one remembers your name
This is my town, just for working hard Rust, i got three more neighbors now
Just for working hard, they ll drive you into the ground
and i learned a little something
some say we got a little lazy
But they figured it out, but they figured it out
Out in the rust belt fields, and oldsmobiles
Down to mexico, and shipped the elbow grease Fields, no one gets a bonus
And a motel room, just for working hard Rust, bout how things are
As the banks foreclose, but they figured it out, out in the rust belt fields
And off to the chinese, and off to the chinese
Then they tear it all down, on a little black square
like i don t even care