Working for the Man

I'm picking them up

And I'm laying them down

I believe it's going to work me into the ground

I'm a-pull to the left

Heave to the right

I want to kill him

But it wouldn't be right

Because I'm working for the man

Working for the man

Got to lend him a hand

Working for the man

Pick up your feet

Got a deadline to meet

I'm going to see if you make it on time

Now don't relax

I want elbows and backs

I want to see everybody from behind

Because you're working for the man

Working for the man

You got to lend him a hand

Working for the man

Boss man's daughter sneaks me water

Every time her daddy's down the line

She says, "Meet me tonight, love me right

And everything's going to be fine"

So I slave all day without much pay

I'm just abiding my time

Because the company and the daughter, you see

Are both going to be all mine

Yeah, I'm going to be the man

Going to be the man

You got to lend me a hand

If I'm going to be the man

Yeah, I'm going to be the man

Going to be the man

You got to lend me a hand

If I'm going to be the man

Picking them up

For laying them down

For the man

For the man

For the man