Letra de The Man

In an office high above us all An executive received an important phonecall He said "Yes, sir, I'll do all that I can." Said "Goodbye," and hung up with the Man That's the Man Pulling all the strings That's the Man In charge of everything And the trumpet sings, "I'm tired of working for the Man For the Man I'm tired of working for the Man" Get up, get up, get out of bed... Another hopeless dawn dawns on the hopeful people The bell strikes nine up in the steeple People work hard, doing all they can Putting money in the bank account of the Man That's the Man Pulling all the strings That's the Man When the alarm clock rings And the trumpet sings, Get up, get up, get out of bed... "I'm tired of working for the Man For the Man I'm tired of working for the Man" Meanwhile back up in the office They're making charts to graph the profits They will work their whole life span To line the pockets of the Man That's the Man Pulling all the strings That's the Man In charge of everything And the trumpet sings, "I'm tired of working for the Man For the Man I'm tired of working for the Man" Get up, get up, Get up, get up, get out of bed...