| Traded in my tennis shoes
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| For steel-toed rubber boots
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| I got my own uniform to wear
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| They’ve given me a plastic hat
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| Earplugs and a funny net for my head
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| I’m well-prepared
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| Time comes when you have to choose
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| Occupation you can use
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| Well they say it should be something you like
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| But hard times just don’t allow
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| Poor boy to be choosy how he provides
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| How you get by
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| Watch out now here they come
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| My god what have I done?
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| The temporary blues are gonna bring me down
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| One day we’re gonna make them change
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| We gonna turn this mess around
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| Underneath fluorescent light
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| Night is day and day is night
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| Oh we’re waiting on a break to come
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| For some coffee with a honey bun
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| And small talk about the things we wished we’d done
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| When we were young
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| Time’s up boy
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| Watch out now here they come
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| My god what have I done?
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| The temporary blues are gonna bring me down
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| One day we’re gonna make them change
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| We gonna turn this mess around
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| Down the line, down the line
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| We’re sending it down the line, down the line
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| We’re putting in overtime, overtime
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| We’re gonna stay late
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| Watch out now here they come
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| My god what have I done?
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| The temporary blues are gonna bring me down
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| One day we’re gonna make them change
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| We gonna turn this mess around |