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 you

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