Lyrics

Man has got to work to eat, and this is what I do 5 days a week I'm at this place from 9 to 5, I get a salary for taking life They send 'em in, I send 'em out My hammer carries a lot of clout Blood doesn't bother me no more They put me on the kill floor, workin' on the kill floor! Death has become a way of life, I see the bills and hear my nagging wife I spend my day inflicting pain, this kind of job could drive a man insane Don't feel compassion anymore, they put me on the kill floor There's nothing to do when I check out, so me and my hammer go house to house Working on the kill floor...