| You’ve got a full time job, with a minimal pay
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| You do all of the work, but you don’t get no say
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| You never raise your voice, or try to run the show
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| You always get there first, you’re always last to go
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| You always take your share, no more no less
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| & when you’ve had your turn, there’s always something left
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| For whoever’s next, behind you in the line
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| When there’s work to do, you always spare some time
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| You work your hands to the bone, but you don’t complain
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| You never push up front, just for your personal gain
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| This goes out to all the zeros, to my personal heros
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| All the losers & zeros, you’re my personal heroes
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| This goes out to all the zeros
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| You never do no wrong, you never hurt no one
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| You always tell yourself, the best is yet to come
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| No matter how things look, How bad it all may seem
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| You always stand your ground, and live by your means
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| You work your hands to the bone, but you don’t complain
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| You never push up front, just for your personal gain |