Testo Little Loomers

LITTLE LOOMERS SPINNING THAT RUG DAY INTO NIGHT KEEP THE LOOMS GOING RUN RUN LITTLE LOOMERS LITTLE FINGERS BLEED LITTLE EYES GO BLIND DARE NOT BE SLOWING RUN RUN LITTLE LOOMERS BEAT 'EM ANYWAY KILL ONE OR TWO JUST FOR EXAMPLE RUN RUN LITTLE LOOMERS THEIR ONLY DREAM A BOMBAY SLUM MAYBE SALVATION RUN RUN LITTLE LOOMERS WEAVING THE RUG UNDERNEATH WESTERN FEET ARE THE CHILDREN WHO SLAVE HEAR THEM WEEP AS THEY WEAVE BEATING THEM DAILY THE SLAVE OWNER SCREAMS AT THE CIPHER WHO PAUSES WHEN HIS FINGERS BLEED SOME TRY TO RUN THEY'RE KILLED OR THEY'RE MAIMED THE LOOMS KEEP ON RUNNING THERE'S GOLD TO BE MADE MAYBE TODAY WE'LL GET SOME RICE MAYBE TODAY WE'LL PICK THE LICE MAYBE TODAY WE'LL SEE SUNLIGHT MAYBE TODAY WE'LL GET TO DIE