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I went off to work, like it was just another day Slaving my ass for a little bit of pay I got into the car, and I was on my way I guess the lord didn't hear me when I tried to pray Cause they put me in charge of cutting up the meat It was a rush job, and I never thought to think And before I knew it, plain as anyone could see My index finger got caught in the machine Human error, and it cost me of it's use And all the long, hard years subject to the abuse Of a day-by-day life where I depended on it's help Now it only exists in a picture on the shelf A couple days later, I was still wrapped up I looked at my hand, and I knew that I was fucked That's when I noticed something strange in my barbecued pork And I jabbed it three times with my special fork Just to make sure it wasn't an overcooked penis Or something else from mars, or maybe even venus But on closer inspection, all I could do was scream It was a mutilated finger, full of gangrene Human error, and it cost me of it's use And all the long, hard years subject to the abuse Of a day-by-day life where I depended on it's help Letras de cancionesNow it only exists in a picture on the shelf I went off to work, like it was just another day Hoping that maybe things would be okay I got into the car, and I was on my way Then the union called, and wanted me to explain Cause they put me in charge of cutting up the meat It was a rush job, and I never thought to think That when my finger got caught in the fucking machine The first place it'd go would be the fucking meat Human error, and it cost me of it's use And all the long, hard years subject to the abuse Of a day-by-day life where I depended on it's help Now it only exists in a picture on the shelf From Letras Mania