The Man Lyrics

In an office high above us all
An executive received an important phone call
He said, "Yes sir, I'll do all that I can"
Said, "Goodbye" and hung up with the Man

That's the Man pulling all the strings
That's the Man in charge of everything
And the trumpet sings

I'm tired of working for the Man
For the Man
I'm tired of working for the Man

Get up, get up, get out of bed

Another hopeless dawn dawns on the hopeful people
The bell strikes nine up in the steeple
People work hard, doing all they can
Putting money in the bank account of the Man

That's the Man pulling all the strings That's the Man when the alarm clock rings
And the trumpet sings

Get up, get up, get out of bed

I'm tired of working for the Man
For the Man
I'm tired of working for the Man

Meanwhile back up in the office
They're making charts to graph the profits
They will work their whole life span
To line the pockets of the Man

That's the Man pulling all the strings
That's the Man in charge of everything
And the trumpet sings

I'm tired of working for the Man
For the Man
I'm tired of working for the Man

Get up, get up
Get up, get up, get out of bed

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