The Man

Oh what an outrage

She didn't wake till the sun woke her round the midday

And her body too sore, but she tips on her toes like it's ballet

Yeah the weekdays are feeling the others

Oh need an escape

Yeah some of these thrills, yeah, some of these pills come cheaper than the others

And she called me up from her desk and asked if I wanna pop another

And hang out in nirvana

I ain't seen her since summer

Ooh, living for the man

Ooh, living for the man

Ooh, dreaming while we can

Woah

Ooh, living for the man

Ooh, living for the man

Ooh, dreaming while we can

Sun going down, so I leave the west and I head to her side of town

And she opens wide with a pink oval in her mouth

Baby I'll take what you got cooking

And now the stars coming out, takes one last drag of her cigarette then she put it out

Must of been a hour skin is buzzing, wow

Baby are we running are we

Are we running are we flying

Ooh, living for the man

Ooh, living for the man

Ooh, dreaming while we can

Woah

Ooh, living for the man

Ooh, living for the man

Ooh, dreaming while we can

We're running oh

And we don't know

Where we're going

Past five in the morning, five in the morning

When the phones ring

Hear the bells and the cars and the birds sing

And we're twenty below in the morning

When we cut all the ties and we're done for the night

Ooh, living for the man

Ooh, living for the man

Ooh, dreaming while we can

Woah

Ooh, living for the man

Ooh, living for the man

Ooh, dreaming while we can