Fiddler's Green - Burn The Bridges текст песни

Hey, I work from eight to five just to stay alive
I face that strife, that rat-race life
I'm running round in circles every day it's all the same, yeah, yeah
I simply act a part, I'm trying to look smart, a man of work
You're just a jerk
Won't you take a look inside and you see: I don't give a damn, yeah, yeah

At home, at work at every place
I bow and scrape, I race the race
A modern slave, caught in his golden cave,