9 2 5

Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba, ba, ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba, ba, ba, ba
Here we go

You know he's got a purpose
But he's always working
Tryna beat the system
Manifest a vision
Working restaurants by day
Writing love songs every night
He can barely make it by
And the man ain't sober
No matter what he told ya

Oh, brother, it's a hateful life
And you got two choices, either left or right, oh
He's freaking the nine to five
He won't let the dreamer-

May they multiply you
May the river guide you
You won't always be here
To be tricked and lied to
May you always have a fight
Be it wrong or be it right
Shed a raindrop when you cry
But beware of sedatives and passing time

Oh, brother, it's a hateful life
And you got two choices, either left or right, oh
He's freaking the nine-to-five
He won't let the dreamer die
He's freaking the- (yeah, yeah, yeah)
He won't let the-
He won't let the-