There's a headache waiting for me 8:30 Monday morning And it's mine until the weekend comes Blue collar on my worker's vest Five at a time the days go past And all that's left to show is five more days I guess that I was born too late To think that I deserve a place Where I don't have to play your stupid game But you have something that I need And paper says it won't come free Another day goes down to minimum wage But I'm not buying in There must be more to life than this Nine to five and selling time away I'm not buying in Because my time belongs to me And there's got to be a better way Clock radio says it's time to go I don't want it that way "Go to work", they say But I don't want it that way How much money is worth one third of my life? How much money is worth half my waking life? How much money is worth the best years of my life? You call them benefits, and I say human rights But I can't be late Or I won't get paid From nine to five I sell my life But I'm not buying in...