Night & Day
Pravda Lyrics


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You're gonna go crazy one of these days
Your man treat you like a personal slave
Made you mop the floor on a Saturday
Wouldn't last a minute without you

You're gonna go crazy one of these days
Your man treat you like a personal slave
Made you mop the floor on a Saturday
Wouldn't last a minute without you

You're gonna go crazy one of these days
Your man treat you like a personal slave
Made you mop the floor on a Saturday
Wouldn't last a minute without you

You're gonna go crazy one of these days
Your man treat you like a personal slave
Made you mop the floor on a Saturday
Wouldn't last a minute without you
Wouldn't last a minute without you

Work work, work your way
Work your way to an early grave
Swing swing, night and day
Forget your mama told you and come out and play

Work work, work your way
Work your way to an early grave
Swing swing, night and day
Forget your mama told you and come out and play

Work work, work your way
Work your way to an early grave
Swing swing, night and day
Forget your mama told you and come out and play

Swing swing
Swing swing

Get yourself up move your body in time
Got to get to work, make a penny shine
Boss tell you baby better stay on the line
Shake your body you're mighty fine

Get yourself up move your body in time
Got to get to work, make a penny shine
Boss tell you baby better stay on the line
Shake your body you're mighty fine

Get yourself up move your body in time
Got to get to work, make a penny shine
Boss tell you baby better stay on the line
Shake your body you're mighty fine

Get yourself up move your body in time
Got to get to work, make a penny shine
Boss tell you baby better stay on the line
Shake your body you're mighty fine

Work work, work your way
Work your way to an early grave
Swing swing, night and day
Forget your mama told you and come out and play

Work work, work your way
Work your way to an early grave
Swing swing, night and day
Forget your mama told you and come out and play

Work work, work your way
Work your way to an early grave
Swing swing, night and day
Forget your mama told you and come out and play

Work work, work your way
Work your way to an early grave
Swing swing, night and day
Forget your mama told you and come out and play

Work work, work your way
Work your way to an early grave




Swing swing, night and day
Forget your mama told you and come out and play

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Pravda!'s Night Day describe the struggles of a woman in a relationship where she feels like a personal slave. The repetition of the same lines emphasizes the idea of being stuck in a never-ending cycle of work and the toll it takes on her mental health. The chorus encourages the woman to forget what her mother taught her and to come out and play. This can be interpreted as a call for her to break free from her mundane routine and enjoy life on her own terms.


The verse "Get yourself up move your body in time, Got to get to work, make a penny shine, Boss tell you baby better stay on the line" highlights the pressure and expectation placed on working individuals to meet their employer's demands even if it means being treated unfairly. The lyrics showcase the importance of taking care of oneself and not succumbing to the constant pressure of work.


Pravda!'s Night Day sheds light on the struggles of those who are stuck in a vicious cycle of work and the mental toll it takes on them. It encourages the listener to take a break from their routine and enjoy life on their own terms.


Line by Line Meaning

You're gonna go crazy one of these days
You will suffer from mental exhaustion one day because of your partner's mistreatment.


Your man treat you like a personal slave
Your partner treats you like you're nothing more than their servant.


Made you mop the floor on a Saturday
Your partner gave you menial tasks to complete even during your relaxation time on weekends.


Wouldn't last a minute without you
Your partner is utterly dependent on you and cannot function without your presence.


Work work, work your way
You must relentlessly work hard to survive.


Work your way to an early grave
You must work yourself to death just to make ends meet.


Swing swing, night and day
You must work hard constantly, without break, day and night, just to survive.


Forget your mama told you and come out and play
Even though your mother may have warned you not to let yourself be taken advantage of, you must forget her warnings and have fun.


Get yourself up move your body in time
You must push yourself to work harder and faster.


Got to get to work, make a penny shine
You must work hard to earn money, no matter how little.


Boss tell you baby better stay on the line
Your boss commands you to stay in line or risk losing your job.


Shake your body you're mighty fine
Your worth is measured by how hard and how well you work.




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@nodumohlazo6699

this is a very nice songggg😭

@adamoosthuizen8991

Electro Swing scene in South Africa is on fire 😉 this is amazing

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@brageholmefjord8005

Really good, keep up the good work

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@tamarakesner3714

Hey john! I didn't know this was here! so awesome!

@pravdaofficial

you found it! you're famous :)

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