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Treat me bad and that\'s not fair 

Overtime, the boss don\'t care

Work is loaded- stretched so thin

Clocked- out before it began

 

Paychecks and salaries

Dispersed so evenly

Working hard, getting tired

Boss threatens getting fired

 

Muscles moving

Buildings building

Neckties typing

Quotes a rising

Fighting

 

This day is gone

Another dollar spent

Slaving for the rent

 

Driving home feeling down

No one else is around

Digging holes under sun

Sacrifice is almost done

 

What do we do anyways?

Nobody knows