The White Collar Holler
(专辑: Between The Breaks... Live! - 1979)
Well, I
rise up every morning at a
quarter to eight Some woman who's my wife tells me not to be late I
kiss the
kids goodbye, I
can't remember their names And week after week, it's always the
same And it's Ho, boys, can't you code it, and program it right Nothing ever happens in the
life of mine I'm hauling up the
data on the
Xerox line Then it's code in the
data, give the
keyboard a
punch Then cross-correlate and break for some lunch Correlate, tabulate, process and screen Program, printout, regress to the
mean Then it's home again, eat again, watch some TV Make love to my woman at ten-fifty-three I
dream the
same dream when I'm sleeping at night I'm soaring over hills like an eagle in flight Someday I'm gonna give up all the
buttons and things I'll punch that time clock till it can't ring Burn up my necktie and set myself free Cause no'one's gonna fold, bend or mutilate me