Noar 't Cafe
Normaal
Going to the Bar
When I was just a kid, I lived on a farm
All day busting my ass, it stank like a pig farm
And when my mom asked for cash, she always said no
But whether I had cash or not, we went to the bar
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Hey hey hey, to the bar
Hey hey hey, to the bar
Every Sunday morning I had to go to church
I never liked it much, so I looked for other work
I rode my bike down the alley six times a day
I couldn't think of anything, then suddenly I had a great idea
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But whether you're at the bar, it doesn't help you at all
It's hardly better than busting your ass on a farm
