Bài hát The Safe Way Báo Lỗi

The right hand grips, the left hand slides. The pennies drop,

The boxes glide. It never stops. She worked the line

Blind. Folded, pushed, . . . A pirhouette. No thought, no joy,

No regrets. A cigarette was hanging from a cord and

Every thousand boxes she'd suck her reward and find

Her island. But the siren howled. The whip cracked

Anda pre-packed mountain pressed her neck. She'd

Switch to frantic, automatic. Clear the decks. Turn on,

Tune in--machine was humming omm. Neon. Flashing

Laser blade was scratching OBEY! No rest, no play.

No time. She worked the line. The pay was fine.

She'd find her island in July and find a rock to

Sit on quietly humming ommmm. The pay was fine. She

Worked the line. She'd find her island in July and

Find a rock to sit on quietly humming OBEY . . .