Impervious horrors of a leeward shore (arpad) wrote,
Impervious horrors of a leeward shore
arpad

Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
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