| Here we go again…
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| I get up at 8, I’m feeling so mechanical
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| I’m in a trance, I’m watching the time
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| There’s no need to think what kind of a day it it They’re all the same, come rain or shine
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| I go down to the gates, and into the factory
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| I take my card, number 49
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| I make my way through the jungles of machinery
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| I take my place on the production line
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| We’re all here and we’re working for the company
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| We have no minds as the day goes by We’re all here and we’re working for the company
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| We have no minds till the day that we die
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| The same old job, the same old monotony
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| The same old faces, day after day
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| Is this career, is this insanity?
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| I have to work, and it’s insane
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| We just want to see you on the factory floor
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| We don’t want to hear what you say
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| So shut your mouth, get on with your work
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| Or you will be leaving today
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| We’re all here and we’re working for the company
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| We have no minds as the day goes by We’re all here and we’re working for the company
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| We have no minds till the day that we die…
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| We’re all here and we’re working for the company
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| We have no minds as the day goes by We’re all here and we’re working for the company
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| We have no minds till the day that we die…
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| We’re all here and we’re working for the company
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| We have no minds as the day goes by We’re all here and we’re working for the company
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| We have no minds till the day that we die…
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| Work work work work
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| Working for the company
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| I think that I should, I know when I’m happy
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| My mind is a dustbin, so full of insanity
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| I tried to believe in the fact that I’m leaving
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| I fight for my rights but I just can’t be leaving today
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| Today
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| No I just can’t be leaving today
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| I just can’t be leaving today |