Song Lyrics

I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
Said I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
I wake in the morning, walk out into the rain
A head full of ideas driving me insane
It’s a shame but I’d even scrub the floor.
Yeah I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
No more!

I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s brother no more
Said I ain’t gonna work for Maggie’s brother no more
Well he hands you a nickel, he charges you a dime
You need a credit card if you want a good time
It’s a shame but I’d even scrub the floor
Yeah I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
No more!

Temperature rising, the fever is high
Can’t see the future, when they’re screwing up the sky
The water is heavy, so is my head
I wish I was a baby, I wish I was dead
Cold turkey
Has got me
On the run
Huh

Schools out for summer
Schools out forever

I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more

Sorry
What radio station is that, Edge?
Radio Edge
Wanna turn it back up?
Let’s see what you got for us on there… radio Edge
You can’ t play politics with people’s jobs
I think we can do without Ian Paisley, Edge
Maybe we can just turn him off there

Said I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more
No more, no more
No more, no more
No more, no more
No more, no more
No more, no more
No more

Thank you

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Radio voices

Female voice: Who is to answer the child crying for help?
Male voice: The F111 is a low level supersonic nuclear bomber designed specifically to get
through missile defenses and hit Moscow from bases in western Europe
Ian Paisley: You can’t play politics with people’s jobs and with people’s services. Never, never…