In an office high above us all

An executive received an important phonecall

He said "Yes, sir, I'll do all that I can."

Said "Goodbye," and hung up with the Man

That's the Man

Pulling all the strings

That's the Man

In charge of everything

And the trumpet sings,



"I'm tired of working for the Man

For the Man

I'm tired of working for the Man"



Get up, get up, get out of bed...



Another hopeless dawn dawns on the hopeful people

The bell strikes nine up in the steeple

People work hard, doing all they can

Putting money in the bank account of the Man

That's the Man

Pulling all the strings

That's the Man

When the alarm clock rings

And the trumpet sings,



Get up, get up, get out of bed...



"I'm tired of working for the Man

For the Man

I'm tired of working for the Man"



Meanwhile back up in the office

They're making charts to graph the profits

They will work their whole life span

To line the pockets of the Man

That's the Man

Pulling all the strings

That's the Man

In charge of everything

And the trumpet sings,



"I'm tired of working for the Man

For the Man

I'm tired of working for the Man"



Get up, get up,

Get up, get up, get out of bed...