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The working man
Gets the upper hand
He has the power
In the land
For he works
The most is king
And forges his
Own golden ring
The working man
Who goes through hell
Will reach his heaven
From his well
For he who works
The most is rich
Cos he has sown
A mortal stitch
The working man
Who does what's told
Will line his path
To God with gold
For he who works
The most is best
A glow of pride
Across his chest
The working man
Understands
The working man
Has a plan
The working man
Understands
The working man
Understands