Drivin home at 10:44
Hate this place, not lookin back no more
No more shirt and no more tie
To the working class I wave
Goodbye
Made a copy at 3:33
When I seen them come it was security
They dragged me out as if I robbed the place
I held my hand up to cover my face
I have nothing but a shirt and tie
Took my manhood and watched me
Tears dry, I'm in some heat
All I did today was watch Seasame Street
One. . .ha ha. . .Two . . . ha ha. . .Three . . ha ha ha ha
It's all the dollars I GOT GOT GOT GOT GOT
I'm gettin crazier by the day
I'm learnin numbers it's the only way
No more shirt and no more tie
To the working class I waved
Goodbye
Bail me out, please bail me out
I have nothing that's without a doubt
How many billions you gonna make?
1. . ha ha. . . . . 2 ha ha. . .5 ha ha ha ha ha
It don't matter if you don't run out of ink
It must be jesus, it's all I can think
No more shirt and no more tie
To the working class I wave
Goodbye

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