The Grindstone Lyrics

We're living out our days like children's toys

All wound up and half annoyed

Good little girls and boys

I've tried so hard to make amends

With all the worthless time we're forced to spend

Toiling

It's gonna get us in the end

Still we're working like a bunch of tools

Will we ever get the break that was promised soon?

You know the day will come we're set aside

All used up and broke open wide

How we tried for a slice of the pie

Still I just can't seem to understand

The rewards and the punishments

When does our happiness land?

It's gonna get you in the end

Still you're climbing like a bunch of fools

Will you ever get the fix that they promised you?

Was it worth the trade we made

Our best years for a moment in the shade?

With all of those aches and pains

The grindstone only spins in place

First it takes your nose and then your face