Lyrics

Me, I'm part of the machine The bottom rung of the company The only time I start to worry Is when the machine becomes part of me Me and my self esteem..., I'd like to go back to sleep But even my dreams these days Have work related scenes Friday night I went out for a drink Saturday and Sunday I was free Free to sleep Free to read Freedom from security They take away my whole day They're taking my soul away Taking my heart and soul For products useless anyway Me, when I was younger I thought I was free How much wronger could I be? The company will grind on careless With or without me Friday night I went out for a drink Saturday and Sunday I was free Free to read Free to drink Freedom from security