that alarm clocks ringin in your ear radio playing sports report cheer but you got nothing to cheer or shout about just a nine to five in a lousy town your morning begins with you thinkin of the cold of the street blown in your face your morning begins with you thinkin one more day in this job and im gonna scream so stand up and step out step out to the new sound hello to the manager hello to the boss as they sell you short and they drink your blood you give em your heart and your very soul only to realize that they dont give a fuck about you and when they try to put you down put you on your back but you dont take that you knock em out 1