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    Rogers Stan White Collar Holler текст песни

    White Collar Holler

    Well, I rise up every morning at a quarter to eight
    Some woman who’s my wife tells me not to be late
    I kiss the kids goodbye, I can’t remember their names
    And week after week, it’s always the same

    And it’s Ho, boys, can’t you code it, and program it right
    Nothing ever happens in the life of mine
    I’m hauling up the data on the Xerox line

    Then it’s code in the data, give the keyboard a punch
    Then cross-correlate and break for some lunch
    Correlate, tabulate, process and screen
    Program, printout, regress to the mean

    Then it’s home again, eat again, watch some TV
    Make love to my woman at ten-fifty-three
    I dream the same dream when I’m sleeping at night
    I’m soaring over hills like an eagle in flight

    Someday I’m gonna give up all the buttons and things
    I’ll punch that time clock till it can’t ring
    Burn up my necktie and set myself free
    Cause no’one’s gonna fold, bend or mutilate me.



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