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You work all day to earn your pay |
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To pay off all your debts |
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You rent your ****** to live in |
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And that's the best it gets |
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Cubical man does what he can |
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To keep himself alive |
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Pays his share for his little ****** |
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In order to survive |
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Locked in a race, the money chase |
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The systems fooling you |
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The more you make the more they take |
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And there's nothing you can do |
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Cubicle man does what he can |
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To keep himself alive |
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Pays his share for his little ****** |
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In order to survive |
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Run your ass to get your check |
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Stand in a crowded line |
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Pay your bills and buy the pills |
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That help you to unwind |
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Cubicle man does what he can |
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To keep himself alive |
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Pays his share for his little ****** |
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In order to survive |
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You buy a chair for your little ****** |
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So you can sit and hide |
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But you're all alone you ****** up clone |
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'Cause no one's on your side |
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The game of fools has its rules |
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So don't you fall behind |
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They'll take your ****** 'cause they don't care |
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They've got they're home-free ride |
