| When I was young my mother said
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| Someday son you’re going to wind up dead
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| But it’s five to nine, that while you’re still alive
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| You’ll wind up working nine 'til five
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| Well nine to five is eight 'til six
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| And getting by it ain’t getting rich
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| They make you wait in line just to get your little fix
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| Working for the company
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| I’m working for the company
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| And 'til the day I die
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| Yeah I’ll break my back and why
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| So old man jack can make a stack
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| And sit right back and drink his wine
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| I’m, I’m, I’m working for the company
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| Well the bills roll in and there ain’t no doubt
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| You dug a hole and you can’t get out
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| And it’s enough to make you wanna scream and shout
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| Working for the company
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| And 'til the day I die
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| Yeah I’ll break my back and why
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| So old man jack can make a stack
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| And sit right back and drink his wine
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| I’m, I’m, I’m working for the company
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| And 'til the day I die
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| Yeah I’ll break my back and why
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| So old man jack can make a stack
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| And sit right back and drink his wine
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| I’m, I’m, I’m working for the company
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| I’m, I’m, I’m working for the company |