Wake up in the morning Alarm sounds without warning I've got to get my ass to work I'll do as I'm told my hands I'll never fold That's my schtick, I'm a working man Sure as the wind will blow I'm sold to rock n' roll Pulling 60 hours a week Some say I'm crass And I ain't got no class But I'm what I want to be I'll flip your burger man I'll even tip your garbage can Just don't expect me to say please I'll work for each red cent just so I can pay my rent World thinks they've got me on my knees Sure as I know Bless my honky tonk soul I'm gonna get my piece I'll drink one down Then we'll have another round Cause it's the end of the week Solos Sure as I know Bless my honky tonk soul I'm gonna get my piece I'll drink one down Then we'll have another round Cause it's the end of the week