You awake to a brand new day
And head off to a job you hate
Slip into your suit and tie
Chained to a desk from nine to five
Under gaze of the boss
One false move and your job is lost
Head off to your suburban home
Got a family but you feel so alone
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Your office is your prison cell
The career track leads straight to hell
Tell me what you're gonna do?
What the fuck are you trying to prove?
Buried up to your face in debt
Lay awake at night in a cold sweat
Thinking about your carefree days
Your freedom was the price you paid
To live the life that you lead now
Got everything but it feels empty somehow
Cause you lack what you really need
You chose to live a life of greed
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Writer(s): Paul Simonon, Topper Headon, Mick Jones, Joe Strummer
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