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I have no other model but myself to playI'm a man from birth, you won't turn me awayWhen I'm with you why do I feel this way?You drive me wild and we mix the dark passionsHow can the labouring man find time for self-culture?What shall we call our game?It needs a charming name"Industry and spirit"We'll go off if we get near itThese people need time offI thought readers like to lookTearing pages from the bookAnd we mix the dark passionsHow can the labouring man find time for self-culture?I think it's important that you spend some timeMake it in your primeSomething's come up, I hope I'm not too lateYou see I'm feeling like a heroBut I'm not so greatI've tried writing it downWalking it off, shouting it outWhat am I talking about?And we mix the dark passionsHow can the labouring man find time for self-culture?Letras de cancionesI think it's important that you spend some timeMake it in your primeOh goddess of the night, am I wrong or am I right?Is the rhythm of your heart tearing you apart?You can watch me as I slipYou can watch me as I slideBut the rhythm of my heart makes me want to hideHow can the labouring man find time for self-culture From Letras Mania