I’ve been working all damn day in this sweatshop,
It'll feel like I’m dyin’ but I won’t stop,
I don’t mind, cause I’m the kind of guy,
I’m pumpin' out till the end of time.

I’ve be working all damn day in the sweatshop,
I’ve been going all the way in my tank top,
I don’t mind, 'cause I'll be looking fine,
Yeah I pumped it out to the end of times, yeah.

I'm packing that meat meat,
Working long hours on the count of the beat-eat,
I'm packing that wheat meat,
Doing hard labour gonna grow a lot of wheat.

Who-oh

I’ve been running in the window of the sweatshop,
I've been running for some hours, but I won’t drop down,
I don’t mind, cause I’ll be looking fine,
I’m runnin’ through noise to the end of time.

I'm packing that meat meat,
Working long hours on the count of the beat-eat,
I'm packing that meatmeat,
Doing hard labour gonna grow a lot of wheat.

Who-oh
Who-oh

Sweatshop
Sweatshop
(Hey)
Sweatshop
Sweatshop

I’ve been working all damn day in this sweatshop
Still feels like I’m dyin’ but I won’t stop
woman:
I don’t mind, 'cause I'm gon' shine,
I’ll pump it hard, till the end of ...

I'm packing that meat meat
Working long hours on the count of the beat-eat
I'm packing that wheat meat
Doing hard labour gonna grow a lot of wheat.

Who-oh.
Who-oh.


Sweatshop
Sweatshop
(Hey)
Sweatshop

Working long hours on the count of the beat.

Sweatshop.

(Gitaarsolo)

Sweatshop.
Sweatshop.