"It's hard to get up in the morning 

And get to sleep at night 

But I know it wouldnt be so hard if I 

Could turn the darkness into light 

I got low people that surround me 

Don't wanna let 'em in 

And so I find myself all alone again 

Buried in a Rock-o-gin 



Woah, in the industry 

Been working all my time for free 

How many innocent people have to bleed 

To grease the wheels of the industry 



I finish working, I get back home 

I've been working these fingers to the bone 

I get in and fix a drink, and pull out the phone 

Working for the industry 



Woah, in the industry 

Been working all the time for free 

How many geniune people do you need 

Working for the industry 



I wait for everyone to pay the game 

But people of minds and money, they're all the same 

Chew you up and spit you out, and then they start again 

Working for the industry 



Woah, in the industry 

Been working all the time for free 

Well don't you lock me in and eat the key 

Working for the industry 

I'm working for the industry 

I'm working for the industry 

"