I don't want to work
In a factory
I don't want to be
Just a want to be
A clock puncher
Errand runner
Working Blue Collar
Summer after Summer
You throw your life
Down the drain
50 years of toil
Sweat and pain
And what do you get
Some cheap retirement gift
I don't want to run
A factory lift
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