paroles de chanson 9 To 5 - VeggieTales

Man I tell you
Sometimes being a businessman is a long hard grind
Oh, you got that right Boss
Makes me kinda wish I'd grown up to be a Cowboy

Tumble outta bed and I stumble to the kitchen
Pour myself a cup of ambition and yawn and stretch
And try to come to life (help me with some coffee)
Jump in the shower and the blood starts pumpin'
Out on the street, the traffic starts jumpin'
The folks like me on the job from nine to five

Workin' nine to five, what a way to make a livin' barely gettin' by
It's all takin' and no givin'
They just use your mind and they never give you credit
It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it

Nine to five, for service and devotion
You would think that I would deserve a fat promotion
Want to move ahead but the boss won't seem to let me
I think sometimes that man is out to get me

Wait, I'm your boss
Uh, did I say that out loud?
I know what you mean

They let you dream just to watch 'em shatter
You're just a step on the boss man's ladder
But you got dreams he'll never take away
You're in the same boat with a lot of your friends
Waitin' for the day your ship'll come in and the tide's gonna turn
And it's all gonna roll your way

Workin' nine to five, what a way to make a livin' barely gettin' by
It's all takin' and no givin'
They just use your mind and they never give you credit
It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it

Nine to five, for service and devotion
You would think that I would deserve a fat promotion
Want to move ahead but the boss won't seem to let me
I think sometimes that man is out to get me

Nine to five
Oh, I know it's hard to get me
I knew I didn't like him from the first moment I saw him
I said that guy is out to hear me
I don't know what you're talking about
You know exactly what I'm talking about
The beady little look in his eyes
I thought you're the boss

Nine to five
Oh yeah, I don't even know what I'm talking about
You're talking about you
I should be the one complaining about you
I'm the Worker Bee
You're the Queen Bee
Guy, I'm oppressed

Oh yeah, what I'm I complaining about?
I don't know
You could lose your thing with the executive watcher (nine to five)
I'm the one who is under your thumb
The little guy whose doing the real work
In this crazy mixed up world

Are you feeling alright?
I think you need to sing a different song (nine to five)