Here we are, just sheep in the flock
Arranged neatly in line, just to punch the clock
Compliments of the company, here"s your early grave
You set a fine example, of the new American slave
The working class pride of the working class multitudes
Is the working class lie behind indentured servitude
How much of our precious lives are going to waste?
With all the f****** years that are spent in the workplace
And blue collar pride is a f****** shame
A capitalist"s excuse just to play the system"s game
Possessed by your possessions, the mortgage and the bills
The death we bought is slow, but we own it, and it kills...
Don"t want to hear your s***
This blue collar doesn"t fit
Sick of working to survive
Got no pride in being barely alive
Five decades full of p*** and blood and one life full of s***
You labored and you toiled, tried to make the best of it
It"s a no win situation at optimum efficiency
You struggle just to make it, but there are no guarantees
Agencies and landlords have to hear you sing the blues
They try to take what"s left after you"ve paid your union dues
You gave your mind and body. No, you put it up for sale
It"s a maximum life sentence. Rot in your own jail...
Don"t want to hear your s***
This blue collar doesn"t fit
Sick of working to survive
Got no pride in being barely alive
Just for dollars and cents, or pounds and pence
I start to feel like we"ve lost our common sense
And being treated like a slave doesn"t even p*** you off
They got you by the b****, so just turn your head and cough...
Don"t want to hear your s***
This blue collar doesn"t fit
Sick of working to survive
Got no pride in being barely alive
Arranged neatly in line, just to punch the clock
Compliments of the company, here"s your early grave
You set a fine example, of the new American slave
The working class pride of the working class multitudes
Is the working class lie behind indentured servitude
How much of our precious lives are going to waste?
With all the f****** years that are spent in the workplace
And blue collar pride is a f****** shame
A capitalist"s excuse just to play the system"s game
Possessed by your possessions, the mortgage and the bills
The death we bought is slow, but we own it, and it kills...
Don"t want to hear your s***
This blue collar doesn"t fit
Sick of working to survive
Got no pride in being barely alive
Five decades full of p*** and blood and one life full of s***
You labored and you toiled, tried to make the best of it
It"s a no win situation at optimum efficiency
You struggle just to make it, but there are no guarantees
Agencies and landlords have to hear you sing the blues
They try to take what"s left after you"ve paid your union dues
You gave your mind and body. No, you put it up for sale
It"s a maximum life sentence. Rot in your own jail...
Don"t want to hear your s***
This blue collar doesn"t fit
Sick of working to survive
Got no pride in being barely alive
Just for dollars and cents, or pounds and pence
I start to feel like we"ve lost our common sense
And being treated like a slave doesn"t even p*** you off
They got you by the b****, so just turn your head and cough...
Don"t want to hear your s***
This blue collar doesn"t fit
Sick of working to survive
Got no pride in being barely alive