Workin’ 7 til 6, Dolly Parton
Would not be pleased to be workin’ that hard
Seems most days are like this, I’m put upon
Exploited, beavering away, a sword
Hangs over me, at least I can’t get bored
But it’s almost dark soon after logging
Off, feeling like my evenings are real short
But at least I’m once more exercising
And right now I am coconut eating
Living the high life, a jet set tycoon
Well hardly, not in this flat where I’m caught
Like a trapped animal, just existing
Like a zoo captive pacing round its pen
Not been out, where to go, with whom to sport?
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