Lyrics
Well, they rolled off assembly lines in Motown
Not long ago, the best machines around
Took our jobs, closed down the auto plants
From across the sea, never to come back
Chorus:
Take me down to the water, wash away our sins
Turn this thing around; I'm an old fashioned boy
Living in a new world order
Get up in the morning, go to work each day
Work real hard, just to earn your pay
Friday comes, and the eagle flies
The boss man says good luck, bye-bye
Chorus
Bridge:
Now there ain't no place for a workingman today
I don't talk like them and I don't play that way
You love me or hate me, for who I am
You can bend me, break me, anticipate me
But you won't ever replace me
Turn this thing around; I'm an old fashioned boy
Living in a new world order
Turn this thing around; I'm an old fashioned boy
Living in a new world order
New world order 4x
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