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conscious youths - 9 to 5 lyrics

sorry, i can’t smile today man
the good life’s a day dream away holiday and
both my girl and my rent is late, collecting sense
i’m in this sentimental mental state

they say i’m funny so your money don’t make you happy right
but that’s a rich mans sayin’ if i could ever ditch layin’ these bricks
i’ll be in that first plane to paradise don’t wear my blue colors samurais
h+ll yeah i’m a welfare parasite

working mans dreams of white sands, and golden sun tans
they seem like nightmares, still on the one hand
they say that i’m a dreamer but i’m not the only one man
a working class hero k!lled by a lonely gunman
like they k!lled martin, k!lled ghandi then they k!lled john
the war is over if you want it then the war is still on
let me tell you a lil’ something about what’s going to past
the upper class and lower class will clash and guns will be drawn

so now the maid got me working nine to five
everyday i stay on the grind
with my paycheck standing in a line
waiting for my euro 99
so now the maid got me working nine to five
they think a worker mans death don’t apply
with my paycheck standing in a line
waiting for my dollar 99
it’s the 9 to 5 struggle so never mind that i hussle
you see my ends got a meet cause little red got a eat
no time for thinkin’ i’m slippin’ trying to escape with the drinkin’
there ain’t no livin’ off ??? you broke and ripped the cd
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cause that’s the real life, real people that will fight
until we equal we drill pipes and serve food and pump gas and the world moves
the man decides to go to war and we’re the ones to fight it for him
missed the zing and pills in mortem stuck in jail without a portion

there’s nothing there but bread and water trying to keep our heads in all
the brother man is on the corner begging for a cent or quarter
immigrants upon the border rounded up like pigs for slaughter
miss ya son, miss ya daughter prayin now you’re waiting for the
euro 99 so patiently, you know how we try to make ends meet
standing in a line so graceously, you know time from time they got me, got me

got me working nine to five
everyday i stay on the grind
with my paycheck standing in a line
waiting for my euro 99
so now the maid got me working nine to five
they think a worker mans death don’t apply
with my paycheck standing in a line
waiting for my dollar 99
i keep doing and doing, i keep pushing and pushing cause that’s the only solution i gotta eat
i’m waking up working my feet are acin and hurtin’ i’m trying to make it of work no time to sleep
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two drops at the same time tending in the bar got me working 9 to 5
tryna find a time to write a rhyme, i can’t seem to find a peace of mind
too much drinking one time, the bar said don’t hide that smile
tending i’m pretending i’m fine, still waiting for my euro 99

- conscious youths lyrics

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