...Tradin'
my time for the pay I get
Livin' on money that I ain't made yet
Gotta keep going, gotta make my way
But I live for the end of the day
'Cause it's a five-o'clock world
when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my time
And there's a five o'clock me
inside my clothes
Thinking that the world looks fine .... Hal Ketchum - 5 O'clock World
