I don't want to work
I want to bang on these drums all day
I don't want to play
I just want to bang on these drums all day
Ever since I was a tiny boy
I don't want no candy, I don't need no toy
I took a stick and an old coffee can
I bang on that thing 'til I got blisters on my hand because
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When I get older they think I'm a fool
The teacher told me I should stay after school
She caught me pounding on the desk with my hands
But my licks was so hot I made the teacher wanna dance
And that's why
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Listen to this - every day when I get home from work
I feel so frustrated, the boss is a jerk
And I get my sticks and go out to the shed
And I pound on that drum like it was the boss's head
Because
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Be strong then, and enter into your own body;
there you have a solid place for your feet. ~ Kabir
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