Fuck the job you put me into

I'm tired of all these movie things

Let's break into stores, let's take everything

Steal the workers right up off the floor

Steal the workers right up off the floor

Take a worker right up off the floor

How they sing to me, the common men

They've prayed to me in my name, so sweet

We don't work no more, we sit, we think

At night, my whole damn country sleeps

At night, my whole damn country sleeps

At night, my whole damn country sleeps