I put in sixty a week,   Nine to death, so to speak,   All I make is the minimum wage,   It drives me crazy,   All I'm askin' 4 is a raise,   Gotta give it to me,   keep me doin' menial tasks,   keep on smilin' at the masses,   Am I fired? or am I hired?   Burnt before I'd even started...      I Wanna be a sage, I wanna die old,   I'd rather make a little more lovin'      High level of s.a.d.   I earn my pay, suit your needs,   Everyday in the machine,   Is one day wasted,   All I've always wanted to be,   broken down, and left there,   Give me a number, give me a mask,   Make sure that you debase me   You keep on wantin', keep on takin'   You always get me started      I wanna be a sage, I wanna die old   I' d rather make a little more loving