It's ok, don't you worry babe
It's alright, it'll be ok
I can't work with my head so tight
With our worlds end in sight
If the man up top will give the orders to stop
And if the man will not, then I guess we'll rot
Pick up the pace, pick it up
Pick up the pace, pick it up
And the wind is in our face
And our sins live in our hearts
Keep movin' on, keep on movin'
Keep movin' on, keep on movin'
We couldn't stop what we were doin'
Winding the clock to our undoing
And I see nothing
No way out
Not the way we're going
I have no doubt
It's ok, don't you worry babe
It's alright, it'll be ok
I can't work with my head so tight
With our worlds end in sight
If the man up top will give the orders to stop
And if the man will not, then I guess we'll rot
It's ok, don't you worry babe
It's alright, it'll be ok
I can't work with my head so tight
With our worlds end in sight
If the man up top will give the orders to stop
And if the man will not, then I guess we'll rot
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