from
Tall Cans & Shortcomings,
released October 5, 2017
i wake each day, at the crack of down only to do whats right
ive got to pay the bills on time each month to make sure i have heat and lights
i get to hear my boss bitch and complain about his wonderful life
trying to stay a float on a minimal wage is slavery outright
but that line at the clock is forming
punch the card and leave it behind
once that door closes, out of sight,out of mind
ready for the weekend
it took its precious time
gonna rage until the tank is dry cuz monday morning its back to the grind
every week its just the same old thing, its got my mind in a mess
i do my work plus the guy's they fired and its building on my stress
ive got a bomb inside that is filled with pride and theyre not gonna break this man
because i need this job for the house i hold, im just a cog in their master plan
but that line at the clock is forming
punch the card and leave it behind
once that door closes, out of sight,out of mind
ready for the weekend
it took its precious time
gonna rage until the tank is dry cuz monday morning its back to the grind
i wake each day at the crack of down and i head right out the door
to a job i hate, what kind of life is this, growing old, tired and sore
i get to hear my boss bitch and complain about whatever he pleases
im just a south class vet, yes the working poor, in a world of endless greed