Job, they said I should get one   So I got one, and it sucks   Like this food, and these people   Well they say we're all equal, just look around      I die 9 to 5, whoa   And it's true, whoa   I look just like you, whoa   Stuck 9 to 5, buried alive in this hellhole      Fries, white, skinny and lonely   I guess I'm not the only one who gets burned   In the flames of minimum wage (Minimum what?)   I'm burnt to a crisp, I never signed on for this (Minimum wage?)      I die 9 to 5, whoa   And it's true, whoa   I look just like you, whoa   Stuck 9 to 5, buried alive in this hellhole      I should quit, no one would miss me   No best wishes they'd wish me   They wouldn't notice at all      And it's true, whoa   I look just like you, whoa   Stuck 9 to 5, buried alive in this hellhole      It's like everyday I just swallow my pride   Wish that my boss would just drop dead and die   Or an armed gunman would shoot up the joint   We'd split the money, do you get my point?