Juice, juice ain't worth the squeeze
I filled all them pages and killed all them trees
Amition's a curse and hard work's a disease
The juice, it ain't with the squeeze
Til your day's up, you're raised up to be blind
From the ground up, you're ground into the grind
'Til you wind up too wound up to unwind
You been raised up to be blind
Juice, juice ain't worth the squeeze
I filled all them pages and killed all them trees
Amition's a curse and hard work's a disease
Juice, it ain't with the squeeze
I been climbing so hard and so high
Now the air is to thin and my mouth is too dry
I used to want this, I can't fathom why
I just been climbing too high
Juice, juice ain't worth the squeeze
I filled all them pages and killed all them trees
Amition's a curse and hard work's a disease
The juice, it just ain't with the squeeze
The ladder gets rickety up on this rung
I'm sad or persnickety from biting my tongue
Run little chickadee, run while you're young
It's rickety up on this rung
The juice, juice ain't worth the squeeze
I filled all them pages and killed all them trees
Amition's a curse and hard work's a disease
Juice ain't with the squeeze
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