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