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I take my card and I stand in line
To make a buck I work overtime
Dear Sir letters keep coming in the mail
I work my back till it's racked with pain
The boss can't even recall my name
I show up late and I'm docked
It never fails
I feel like just another
Spoke in a great big wheel
Like a tiny blade of grass
In a great big field
To workers I'm just another drone
To Ma Bell I'm just another phone
I'm just another statistic on a sheet
To teachers I'm just another child
To IRS I'm just another file
I'm just another consensus on the street
Gonna cruise out of this city
Head down to the sea
Gonna shout out at the ocean
Hey it's me
And I feel like a number
Feel like a number
Feel like a stranger
A stranger in this land
I feel like a number
I'm not a number
I'm not a number
Dammit I'm a man
I said I'm a man
I take my card and I stand in line    To make a buck I work overtime    Dear Sir letters keep coming in the mail    I work my back till it's racked with pain    The boss can't even recall my name    I show up late and I'm docked    It never fails    I feel like just another    Spoke in a great big wheel    Like a tiny blade of grass    In a great big field    To workers I'm just another drone    To Ma Bell I'm just another phone    I'm just another statistic on a sheet    To teachers I'm just another child    To IRS I'm just another file    I'm just another consensus on the street    Gonna cruise out of this city    Head down to the sea    Gonna shout out at the ocean    Hey it's me    And I feel like a number    Feel like a number    Feel like a stranger    A stranger in this land    I feel like a number    I'm not a number    I'm not a number    Dammit I'm a man    I said I'm a man