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Lyrics

Work hard everyday, got no time to play
Caught up in the race, no one wins and no one grins
Gets you pretty far, brand new fancy car
Takes you where you are, but you got no chance if you can't dance
When the pressure cooker's on it's worse from dusk to dawn
Lines that must be drawn and plans get cast in stone
Nothing ever lasts, things you love the most
Let's raise a glass and drink a toast

Here's to mischief makers how they lollygag
Watch them as they while the hours away
It's the givers not the takers who have all been had
Try to say they're better off

Aim to what is true, don't try to play the fool
Guess who's helping who, hard to tell, maybe just as well
Find a better fate, the hour's getting late
Got no time to wait, out of joint, baby what's the point?
'Cause the answer's can't be found when the questions aren't around
Buried underground, sleeping somewhere sound
Nothing ever lasts, things you love the most
Let's raise a glass and drink a toast

Here's to mischief makers…

Tell me where you are, cause I got no place to be
We'll go wandering far with spirits free
Devil may care, doesn't mean that much to me
See him standing there then choose the deep blue sea

Work hard everyday…

Here's to mischief makers…