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in smoke that turns to stone
He lives a lie
Sailing sunsets on a carbon heart
Can burn away just like your dreams
Underpaid and you can't get laid
and temperamental
So rewind the clock, the machine, and your one-wheeled unicycle
And as a matter of fact, you're underpaid for all that you can offer
So tell
clothes
Working underpaid until I'm that old
As far as that goes, you'll never live to see it take place
I've brought a little present for you in my
and underpaid,and non appreciated 
It's just a perk of being of being middle class and educated
One... spinning circles in my chair
Two...win a game of solitaire
things,
The things you'll never use,
You're overdrawn and underpaid,
And overweight

Not gonna wait,
Gonna wait,
For the weekend,
To step outside,
Dancing. Talking shit. Telling lies. Like a pimp. Meanwhile, underpaid. Read like, second grade. Uncle Sam, sign you up. Benefits. And a gun.

Now tell me,
livin' while the world is spinnin' 'round?

Doctor's hands are tied, teacher's underpaid
We put all our worth in the money that is made
Times are changin',
Overtired, overworked, underpaid, under pressure
Always tying up loose ends
The unchained melody out of tune, remedy for the weekend
To cure
outstanding, underrated
Cool human
Naw that's kind of played
I'm underpaid
The best at my trade
A little afraid
Been gypped too many times to believe in
We're just underpaid and waiting for the world to disappear

So I will drive you home
Though we're both drunk and stoned
Just follow the stars
Overtired, overworked, underpaid, under pressure
Always tying up loose ends
The unchained melody out of tune, remedy for the weekend
To cure
but I'm underpaid
But bide my time or do the power climb
I want to live where i can play everyday
It's nothing personal

So what I'm poor
the subways, 
And a warehouse full of underpaid workers transcribing everything they say.
So if you're lucky and I feel the itch, maybe I'll go through those
desperate, lonely and underpaid
I'm a bitter man, I know 
But listen, honey, you're no fun

I will never live like you
But you will probably die like me
Controversy, uh huh (x 8)

Cheerleaders
Wet panties
Drug dealers
Porn addicts
Underage
Underpaid
Fuck you for a McDonald's

Narcotic
Don't
Troops underpaid, orders obeyed
Thousands are slain, all died in vain
Armies of hate guided by greed
Open you up, take what they need, and the death
In the wake of the American craze, the overtime, underpaid
These are the Amazon days, we are the binge watching age 
And we'll be stuck in a screen
Peter Piper claimed he picked them, he just underpaid Pablo
But there ain't a paper trail when you living in the shadows
We're America's ghost writers,
underpaid 
It's like that (what?) and that's the way it is 
Huh! 

One thing I know is that life is short 
So listen up homeboy, give this a thought
Well, I'm overworked, and I'm underpaid
And it's overcast, gloomy and gray
Days are getting shorter
Nights are getting colder
Summertime is gone,
Well, I'm overworked, and I'm underpaid
And it's overcast, gloomy and gray
Days are getting shorter
Nights are getting colder
Summertime is gone,
to walk around with a dollar bill
And a coat that never sheds
A spaceship landed on the water
It was a holiday for the underpaid
Everybody got a haircut
Spending our years pinned as slaves. 
Tired and under-paid, 

While no one ever knows what life's about. 
Work to survive until we're 65 and then it's
when everybody else is overworked and underpaid

Na na na
Na na na na
Na na na
Na na na na

Days keep rolling over
Escape to the undercover
Soon

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