크레딧
실연 아티스트
Uncle Tupelo
실연자
J. Farrar
일렉트릭 기타
J. Tweedy
베이스
M. Heidorn
드럼
작곡 및 작사
Jeff Tweedy
송라이터
Jay Farrar
송라이터
M. Heidorn
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Paul Q. Kolderie
프로듀서
Sean Slade
프로듀서
가사
If you find yourself standing
At the end of your line
Looking for a piece of something
Maybe a piece of mind
Fed up, lost, and run down
Nowhere to hold on
Tired of, take your place at the end son
We'll get to you one by one
No light ever shines
Dead end tears that dry
Maybe a waste of words and time
Never a waste of life
Every hour will be spent
Filling a quota, just getting alonghandcuffs hurt worse
When you've done nothing wrong
No thanks to the treadmill
No thanks to the grindstone
There's plenty of dissent from
These rungs below
The clockwork of destruction
Hanging low over our heads
Always a smokestack cloud
Or a slow-walking death
No light ever shines
Dead-end tears that dry
Maybe a waste of words and time
Never a waste of life
No thanks to the treadmill
No thanks to the grindstone
There's plenty of dissent from
These rungs below
The clockwork of destruction
Hanging low over our heads
Always a smokestack cloud
Or a slow-walking death
No light ever shines
Dead-end tears that dry
Maybe a waste of words and time
Never a waste of life
Maybe a waste of words and time
Never a waste of life
Writer(s): Jeffrey Scot Tweedy, Jay Farrar, Mike Heidorn
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