It's hard to get up in the morning   And get to sleep at night   But I know it wouldnt be so hard if I   Could turn the darkness into light      I got low people that surround me   Don't wanna let 'em in   And so I find myself all alone again   Buried in a Rock-o-gin      Woah, in the industry   Been working all my time for free   How many innocent people have to bleed   To grease the wheels of the industry      I finish working, I get back home   I've been working these fingers to the bone   I get in and fix a drink, and pull out the phone   Working for the industry      Woah, in the industry   Been working all the time for free   How many geniune people do you need   Working for the industry      I wait for everyone to pay the game   But people of minds and money, they're all the same   Chew you up and spit you out, and then they start again   Working for the industry      Woah, in the industry   Been working all the time for free   Well don't you lock me in and eat the key   Working for the industry   I'm working for the industry   I'm working for the industry