Hey now you better listen to me everyone of you We got a lotta lotta lotta lotta work to do Forget about your woman and that water can Today were working for the man Well pick up your feet We've got a deadline to meet I'm gonna see you make it on time Don't relax I want elbows and backs I wanna see everybody from behind 'Cause your working for the man working for the man You gotta make him a hand when you're working for the man Oh well I'm pickin' 'em up and I'm laying 'em down I believe he's gonna work me into the ground I pull to the left I heave to the right I wanna kill him but it wouldn't be right 'Cause I, m working for the man working for the man Gotta make him a hand when you're working for the man Well the boss man's daughter sneaks me water Everytime her daddy's down the line She says meet me tonight love a me right And everything is gonna be fine So I slave all day without much pay 'Cause I'm just abiding my time 'Cause the company and the daughter you see Their both gonna be all mine Yah I'm gonna be the man gonna be the man Gotta make him a hand if I'm gonna be the man Working for the man working for the man Gonna be the man gonna be the man Gotta make him a hand working for the man

Well, I was born on a Sunday On Thursday, I had me a job I was born on a Sunday By Thursday, I was workin' out on a job I ain't never had no day off Since I learned right from wrong Said I was bad I did somethin' to her head Mama said I was bad I did something to her head And papa threw me out Oh, said I gotta earn my own way I ain't never been in trouble I ain't got the time I don't mess around with magic, child What I got is mine Whatever you say, Lord Well, that's what I'm gonna do Whatever you say Well, that's what I'm gonna do And I'm the workin' man Lord, I'll do the job for you I ain't never been in trouble I ain't got the time I don't mess around with magic, child What I got is mine Every Friday Well, that's when I'll get paid But don't take me on Friday, Lord 'Cause that's when I'll get paid Let me die on Saturday night Oh, before Sunday gets my head

Working for vacation Walking for meditation Watching television for as long as I want People got science but makes no sense, Still can't do anything for cutting out violence When I think of something, it goes out to space Then it comes back in another shape We know we are not apes, But we could make sweet seedless grapes Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long I need to talk to an ancient Egyptian to know the transcription To read the prescription for the friction we've got Or the options we'll have Maybe God only knows Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute

I live and die through England Through England It leaves a sadness Remedies never were within my reach I cannot go on as I am Withered vine reaching from the country That I love England You leave a taste A bitter one I have searched for your springs But people, they stagnate with time Like water, like air To you, England, I cling Undaunted, never failing love for you England

I caught it in the face Coming around again I thought it was worth waiting You're caught up in my head Wet sides from time to time But mostly I'm just dry You leave me dry You leave me dry You leave me dry You've come all this way No hair out of place You put it all on the stage You put right in my face You leave me dry You leave me dry You leave me dry A water well in sight No water at my sides I'm sucking on the well I'm sucking till I'm white But you leave me dry You leave me dry You leave me dry You leave me dry You leave me dry