Punch in, Punch out.
Punch in, Punch out.
A thousand disposable minions grind the day away
day after day in every conceivable way
this has become the American way.
For what? What does it all mean
you work all day and your pay's gone the next day
Paper pay and electrons that speed on their way
all made from nothing. Something for nothing
this is the American way.
No love, no hate it's just profit that we make
War and Peace it's all the same thing. So long as
we get our pretty things. This my friends
is the American way
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