Slum Love Lyrics - Kimbra

Work, work work work, work work work 

It's all about work, work work work, work work work 

It's all about work, work work work, work work work 

It's all about work, work work work, work work work 

Hey, I never wanna be a millionaire 

But I could use a break 

You've had me pumpin' iron 

Workin' the mines from the night until the break of day 

Baby, shackles on my ankles 

Your ropes 'round my hands 

This ain't some kind of game 

'Cause, you're too tired for that 

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Why do I have to always pick up 

The pieces of your heart, yet (Hey!) 

Why do you always have to be 

So derogatory and tear me apart (Hey!) 

My friends all think we are in love 

Reading horoscopes like they were gospel 

We're living in the first world, but 

You can make a third world girl out of me 

Slum Love 

Some kind of slum love 

Some kind of slum love 

Some kind of slum love 

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(Whoa!) 

I never wanted a Utopia 

Or a rise in denies 

It's like I'm walking the wire 

You keep feeding the fire with 

Your thoughts about totality 

You're a little bit older 

But that don't mean a thing 

We still bicker like children 

Then make up and do it all again 

Why do I always have to be the 

Heroine or the Rescuer 

Why do I always fall for you when 

You're making breakfast or driving my car 

They promised us the world, they told us 

We'd fall in love; unconditional 

Maybe I should just count my lucky stars 

And be glad I have someone 

When I shout, you've learned to scream (ah!) 

Toxic passion, then epiphany oh, oh, oh 

Slum love 

Some kind of slum love 

Some kind of slum love 

Some kind of slum love