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I punch the clock everyday right at nine
And the dollar that I’m sweating for spends like a dime.
And even when I’m home I’m working overtime.
My daddy always warned me but I never thought they’d own me.
Now I do the commute in my three-piece suit,
With a laptop open, on the cell phone talking,
And I wish I could find a way out of this mine.
Even though I’m on the outside
I’m still doing…

Doin’ time,
Yeah I’m doin’ time.
I’m going out of my mind.
Yeah I’m doin’ time.

Yeah the American dream has turned into a nightmare.
When they asked me, who wants to be a millionaire?
I never knew my nervous system wasn’t there.
Now the boss is trying to phone me,
Wanna tell him, you don’t own me.
But I’ll zip it up and stick it in my gut,
‘Cause I must stay focused on the Christmas bonus,
And I can’t take the time to let my mind unwind.
Though I’ve a condo at the shoreline
I’m still doing…

Doin’ time,
Yeah I’m doin’ time.
I’m going out of my mind.
Yeah I’m doin’ time.

Babe I just can’t wait to see your face
At the end of a long hard day,
‘Cause when you look in my eyes I know I’m alive.
It reminds me why I gotta hold on
Baby come what may.

I’m just doin’ time (he’s just doin’ time)
Yeah, I’m doin’ time (he’s just doin’ time)
I’m going out of my mind (he’s going out of his mind)
Yeah, I’m doing time

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from The Lonesome Death of Electric Campfire, released May 10, 2005

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