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Working Man
I'm a working man, a salesman,
As good as I can make myself,
They make money with me,
But I don't make much with them,
I sell my time these days,
They pay me 7 dollars an hour,
They say it's a great deal,
But I just think it's far too low a price,
For all the shit I put-up with,
They know they need me,
They're just not good at admitting it,
And I don't need them,
So I guess that makes it vice versa,
What makes all the difference is,
The question of,
Who has more spare-change in their pockets,
When I stop selling.
