one day I
was wondering
I didn’t know what to do that day
I stared at myself in the mirror
I saw a twentieth century slave
there I was in my back room
there I was wondering why
tomorrow I’ll be earning wages
I won’t be thinking about hows and whys
moneymaking
is this the only purpose in life
moneymaking
well, I should be happy
and so should be my wife
I went back to the factory
just like I do every day
I told the guys ‘bout my problems
I told ‘em I don’t wanna be no slave
just as long as there’s Fridays
just as long as there’s Saturdays
as long as they can drink their wages
everything seems ok!
moneymaking
is this the only purpose in life
moneymaking
well, I should be happy
and so should be my wife
sometimes I think I was chosen to carry
the worries of the world
what will be my destiny?
when will I break free?
now hit me!
and tonight I will change it all
tonight I’m gonna get myself free
but tonight will never come
we’ll keep on living in slavery
moneymaking
is this the only purpose in life
moneymaking
well, I should be happy
and so should be my wife
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