Lyrics of 9 till 5

Another monday morning, another day
Come friday evening, when you collect your pay

Chorus:
Like working from nine till five
Making a mess of my mind

I'm filing papers, in long gray drawers
And my brain's disintegrating, what a bore

(repeat chorus)

Well i do think civil servants and bankers are real wankers

Well the boss is knockin' me, he said come on quick
Well my temper's rising, i said you make me sick

(repeat chorus) x2

If you don't get out of that, you need your head examined