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That alarm clock ringin' in your ear
Radio playing sports report cheer
But you got nothing to cheer or shout about
Just a nine to five in a lousy town
Your morning begins with you thinking
Of the cold of the street blowin' in your face
Your morning begins with you thinking
"One more day in this job and I'm gonna scream"
So, stand up
And step out
Step out to the new sound
So, stand up
And step out
Step out to the new sound, oh
(One, two), one, two three, here we go
"Hello!" to the manager, "Hello!" to the boss
As they sell you short and they drink your blood
You give 'em your heart and your very soul
Only to realize that they don't give a fuck about you
Your morning begins with you thinking
Of the cold of the street blowing in your face
Your morning begins with you thinking
"One more day in this life and I'm gonna scream"
So, stand up
And step out
Step out to the new sound
So, stand up
And step out
Step out to the new sound
And when they try to put you down put you on your back
But you don't take that you knock 'em out
So, stand up
And step out
Step out to the new sound, oh
Here we go
Stand up
Step out
Step out to the new sound
Stand up
Step out
Step out to the new sound
Stand up
Step out
Step out to the new sound
Stand up
Step out
Step out to the new sound
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