When I was young my mother said
someday son, you're gonna wind up dead
'cause five to nine wonder why you're still alive
you'll wind up working nine to five
Nine till five is eight till six
getting by *gibberish*
They make ya wait in line just to get your fix
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Until the day I die
I'll break my back and whine
to *gibberish*
and make a stack,
and sit right back,
and drink his wine
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Well, the bills roll in
and there aint no doubt
ya dug a hole
and ya cant get out,
and it's enough to make ya wanna scream and shout.
Until the day I die
I'll break my back and whine
so *gibberish*
and make a stack,
and sit right back,
and drink his wine
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Until the day I die
I'll break my back and whine
so *gibberish*
and make a stack,
and sit right back,
and drink his wine
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
(Scream)