field music
them that do nothing
Well once we were concerned The we grew up to be bored What once resembled rules Sure enough turned into jokes We tried to stand for nothing Now there's nothing to stand for What started as a game Became a chore before too long  I don't mean to sound tight But I see it's hard to fake So rather this than talk Get your keys and get to work 'Cause them that do nothing make no mistakes  Where once we asked for lessons Now it's all to be ignored How do we trust the speaker When his calling is to call?  I don't mean to sound tight  But I see it's hard to take So rather this than talk Get your keys and get to work 'Cause them that do nothing make no mistakes  Well once we all were told And we took it all as truth If we worked hard and behaved We'd be anything we'd choose And we used to all be happy While pretending that we weren't Now the smiles upon our faces Show how much it all must hurt  I don't mean to sound tight But I see it's hard to fake So rather this than talk Get your keys and get to work 'Cause them that do nothing