Short Cuts

Thirty-five hours glitch
Or twenty may be the peak
One work for one rich
(Let's return to fifty)
Collective upgrades
Rising collective mountains
No more sharing now

Life, work, life, work
Working life outside the charts
Life, work, life, work
Working life outside the charts
Life, work, life, work
Working life outside the charts

Sharing time, working time, people time
Go dispatch everyone's part-time
Upgrade, mountains
Showtime, work time
People time, upgrade, mountains
(Regressive)

I work all the time, I pay no mind
I dig my own grave for a nice wage
My moon and my suns are screens and bulbs
The world is on fire, I wash my car
I don't feel betrayed:
The gods know what is best

Life, work, lifework
Working life outside the charts
Life, work, lifework
Working life outside the charts
Life, work, lifework
Working life outside the charts
I don't feel betrayed
The gods know what is best

Work, life, work, work, life
Work, life, work, work, life



Credits
Writer(s): Laetitia Larcher
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