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I work and slave for my payDo things I hate for a livingI want my freedom before it's too lateEconomic circumstances cause me misgivingsI know you know what we all wantA life of leisure it's not too muchI know you know what we all wantWhat is your pleasure, what is your pleasure40 hours what do I live for?A trailer and a weekend somewhereJust to be happy and free from doubtSituations that we can shareI could get a job 9 to 5In some office somewhereAnd settle into a comfortable lifeAnd rot my brain, but where's the fun of it? From Letras Mania