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Alarm goes off at five in the morning

I'm hitting the snooze I'm right back to snoring

Wake up again I wanna call in sick

Five minutes into work and I'm buried under shit

I hate my boss he's a stupid fuckin asshole

Wanna tell him off don't wanna deal with the hassle

Staring at the clock and praying for six

I should've called in sick

Clock strikes six now I'm praying for the weekend

Got a couple friends and I told them that I'd meet them

At the bar and this where it starts

I'm at the bar and we're gonna party hard

It's the money that I made can't save I'm fucked

Wanna get out early but your shit of of luck

And I'm at the bar tonight I'm going hard

I'm at the bar tonight we're going hard

Drinks aren't down unless production is up

Been working thirty days boss doesn't give a fuck

Work your fingers to the bone and you bones into dust

You wanna back to sleep it seems you never get enough

And you crack and crack till you're breaking your back

And it breaks and breaks till you take all you can take

Pissed off at the world and I'm praying six

I should've called in sick

At the bar this is where it starts

At the bar tonight we'll party hard

Clock strikes six now I'm praying for the weekend

Got a couple friends and I told them that I'd meet them

At the bar and this where it starts

I'm at the bar and we're gonna party hard

It's the money that I made can't save I'm fucked

Wanna get out early but your shit of of luck

And I'm at the bar tonight I'm going hard

I'm at the bar tonight we're going hard