Get up,
brush your teeth,
comb your hair,
pull your pants up tight,
read the news,
wonder why
we're falling behind,
start the car,
go to work,
get there on time,
sit and stare
at the wall
like you're not alive.
You may not like it,
but you have to deal with it,
though you don't agree with it,
'cause that's the way it's gotta be.
Sit up,
twirl your pen,
sort some files,
and you do it right.
You work
nine to five
at your desk all night.
Then you go
to the bar
to forget it all.
You rinse
and repeat
do it all again.
You may not like it,
but you have to deal with it,
though you don't agree with it,
'cause that's the way it's gotta be.
You've got
all this debt
that one day
you will have to repay.
Go to school
half your life
just to find you can't
get a job
til you get
experience.
Now you're down
eighty grand
that you'll never get back
You may not like it,
but you have to deal with it,
though you don't agree with it,
'cause that's the way it's gotta be.
Get up,
brush your teeth,
comb your hair,
pull your pants up tight,
read the news,
wonder why
we're falling behind,
start the car,
go to work,
get there on time,
sit and stare
at the wall
like you're not alive.

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