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You get up every morning

And then you go to work

Didn't you ever get the feelin'

That you're a complete jerk?

Get to work not thinkin' much

A little late, but that's not bad

Your boss is staring at his watch

You should hate him, or at least be sad

You're the wanted kind

Got a simple mind

Like a can on a shelf

You sell yourself

You're supposed to get paid off

But you're bein' threatened

That you're gonna be laid off

That's their cheap method

Keepin' the employee

Nice and small

The way there supposed to be

Keepin' control of em all

You put on your plastic smile

And let them play with you

'Coz you'd like to stay a while

Got nothing better to do

Just keep your smiles

And run for miles

As much as you can take

I'd say you're a fake