Clock In, Clock Out

타여 the rat race, 타여 the games 타여 the alarm

clock, hmm, screaming my name. No money in the bank gotta

work. Doesn't matter that my body hurts. Monday through Friday, it's always the

same. Clock in, clock out, just try to

get paid. Slinging boxes covered in dirt. Sweating so bad I soak my

shirt. Beads of sweat running down my face. Wishing I was

some, some other place. Monday through Friday it's always the same.

Clock in, clock out, just try to get paid.