Rage Against The Machine - Maggie's Farm Lyrics
I aint gonna work on maggies farm no more.No, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no moreWell, I wake up in the morningFold my hands and pray for rain.I got a head full of ideasThat are drivin me insaneIts a shameThe way she makes meScrub the floorI aint gonna work on, nahI aint gonna work on maggies farm no more.I aint gonna work for maggies brother no moreNah, I aint gonna work for maggies brother no moreWell, he hands you a nickelAnd he hands you a dimeAnd he asks you with a grinIf youre havin a good timeThen he fines you every time you slam the doorI aint gonna work for, nahI aint gonna work for maggies brother no moreI aint gonna work for maggies pa no moreNo, I aint gonna work for maggies pa no moreWell, he puts his cigarOut in your face just for kicksHis bedroom windowIt is made out of bricksThe national guard stands around his doorI aint gonna work, nahI aint gonna work for maggies pa no moreI aint gonna work for maggies ma no moreNo, I aint gonna work for maggies ma no moreWell, she talks to all the servantsAbout man and God and lawAnd everybody saysShes the brains behind paShes sixty-eight, but she says shes twenty-fourI aint gonna work for, nahI aint gonna work for maggies ma no moreI aint gonna work on maggies farm no moreNo, I aint gonna work on maggies farm no moreWell I try my bestTo be just like I amBut everybody wants youTo be just like themThey sing while they slave and just get boredI aint gonna work on, nahI aint gonna work on maggies farm no more
