Lyrics
words to study
Words on a postcards from far way
Spoke of a time long ago
Laughed ourselves draft on that saturday
I’m a taxi driver
I’m a postal worker
I’m an office cleaner
I’m a striking docker
I’m a ballet dancer
I’m a zapatista
I’m a pop singer
I’m a winner
I’m a winner, baby
I’m a winner, baby
Ole, ole, ole, ole
