9 to 5
9 to 5, clockwork tick-tock people ® unbelievable drag just a long dawn crawl push ® to the solitary fag Mondays mountains reach to the sky ® far cry from end The end of race is a stoners throw away this pay-check ® will be a god send. 24-7 around and around, look what I’ve found. look what I’ve found. A hole in my heart where the cash flow goes, in retro. in retro. Cutting down tall poppies in a field somewhere where all ® the black and white sheep bleat and muzzle for rank for what is there ® God given right Wednesday waiters scurry around to ® fast to observe While the famished sit at tables refused their ® just deserts 24-7 around and around, look what I’ve found. look what I’ve found. A hole in my heart where the cash flow goes, in retro. in retro. Rivers of cement linger long in the summer as the ® taxis fly Alone in the gutter the addicts lay as the world ® tumbles by Fridays fight night, main stage highlight ® political death The tabloids robot army cries Judas ® under their breath 24-7 around and around, look what I’ve found. look what I’ve found. A hole in my heart where the cash flow goes, in retro. in retro.
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