Nine to five and I'm going out of my mind   You know what I mean   Staring down the streetlights   Watching all the uptights   Reading magazines   I'm God's gift to myself   Guess I need some help   Nine to five and I'm going out of my mind      Take one of these -- on your holiday   I still can't breathe, but I feel okay      I don't want to do the things that you do   I don't want to hang around with you      Take one of these -- on your holiday   I still can't breathe, but I feel okay      Don't move a muscle, just let it burn   Don't move a muscle, there's one thing you should learn    That money's something I could never earn