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Hey, I work from eight to five just to stay alive I face that strife, that rat-race
life,
I'm running round in circles every day it's all the same, yeah, yeah
I simply act a part, I'm trying to look smart, a man of work, you're just a jerk
Won't you take a look inside an you see: I don't give a danm, yeah, yeah
At home, at work at every place, I bow and scrape, I race the race
A modern slave, caught in his golden cave, ätsch bätsch
Now Fiddler's Green is a place I heard tell
Where the fishermen go if they don't go to hell
Where the skies are all clear and the dolphins do play all day, yeah, yeah
No time to lose, I'm leaving tonight
No more will I be seen
No time to lose, don't flog a deas horse
Let's go to fiddler's Green
Burn the bridges, come along, help me now to sing this song
Burn the bridges,
Now I'm keen to find my way to Fiddler's Green
Burn the bridges, come along, help me now to sing this song
Burn the bridges,
Now I'm keen to find my way to Fiddler's Green
I stop to play it safe, rise from the grave,
I pass the buck to lady luck
I'm going on a journey and
Ring the curtain down, down, down
Cause Fiddler'ßs Green is a place I heard tell
Where the fishermen go if they don't go to hell
This rings a bell inside of me
Burn the bridges...
Bo time to lose, I'm leaving tonight
No more will I be seen
Burn the bridges...
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