I worked for many years, I worked for the boss
Without earning a lot of money and losing my ambition
A song is better for me
Than working for the slave driver being a poor laborer
And if I am poor but I'm not a peon
I prefer poverty to living for the boss
I hate the man
I hate the man
I hate the man
I hate the man< br/>When I was in school
For a better tomorrow
But tomorrow was never better
I'm living from bad to worse
I hate the man
I hate the man
I hate the man
I hate the man
A month ago I quit my job
and I swore that I'd never go back
'Cause even if I die tomorrow
There won't be sorrow
'Cause I'll no longer be alive
With a dream crushed by the man
I hate the man
I hate the man
I hate the man
I hate the man

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