I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin' Yes, I'm workin' all the time It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me The working man They call me the working man I guess that's what I am I get home at five o'clock And I take myself out a nice, cold beer Always seem to be wonderin' Why there's nothin' goin' down here