Hours
Working long hours underneath the warehouse lights
Where it's never quite day and it's never quite night
Counting the hours until the time is right
Gotta get that pay; can't afford to sleep tonight
Sleep a couple hours in the bright daylight
Run a couple errands while there's still a little time
Sun goes down; I'm ready to fall asleep in bed
Now it's time to go to work; got a long week ahead
Paycheck arrives but it's never enough
Half a day goes by and there's barely anything left
Food and gas and smoke, bills and car repairs
It just never fucking ends; clinging on for dear
Life, it sucks and then you die
Work your ass off because your basic human rights
Are nowhere to be found; you aren't even allowed to live
Without slaving away until you're old, worn and sick
Working long hours underneath the warehouse lights
Where it's never quite day and it's never quite night
Counting the hours and there's no end in sight
Gotta get that pay and feed the family tonight
