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I punch the clock like a two tone heavy weight Monday mornings suck, the weekends are the same I'm too tired to write, but I need this Without a release, I'd be another drone Built to serve Made for work I'm nothing to anyone A strong young man Far from perfect, close to undeniable My meaning, my contentment exist like your money So I clock in and tune out, make it through the heat The paycheck is the fuel for the longest days I don't want anything for free I just want what's coming to me I don't want anything for free I just want what's coming to me It's Friday, I pick up my check, play a show, forget about the rest The means don't matter in the end, it's all about the music We all have a price, we'll barter for relief We all have a price, we'll barter for relief We all have a price, we'll barter for relief We all have a price, we'll barter for relief Aus Songtexte Mania