Arrivals The Dilemma
I can hardly believe, is that you there in the picture?
Well, that’s your tattoo ‘cause I see it right there on your arm
Was it the same when you were my age?
Was it a great ride, living through a golden age?
Well, some only knew looking through the wrong side of the window
Some ruled the world while others were handed a gun
Some of them planted in fields with no rain
Some of them toiled in schools just to fight to take a factory wage
The problem of women and men
Is they have to keep food in their jaws
But while swallowing most must pretend
They haven’t helped another block up the wall
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When I left our home it was done with great trepidation
But so I was told I could do more if I earned a degree
So with a great deal of work for low pay
I earned a place in a powerful and grand machine
Have you ever grown tired? Have you ever felt keen on resistance?
Have you plenty to eat, but you still thought enough is enough?
It was the same when I was your age
It was the same there living in a golden age
The problem of women and men
Is they have to keep food in their jaws
But while swallowing most must pretend
They haven’t helped another block up the wall
[x3]
Have you ever had the sinking sense
Of wanting less than you’ll need?
The problem of women and men
Is they have to keep food in their jaws
But while swallowing most must pretend
They haven’t helped another block up the wall
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