Every Day Starts the same, 8 o'clock I arrise
wipe my eyes, getting ready for work preppin my demise
put on my black slack, sift through my ties
Jump out the door to the train for the job I despise
Jump on the packed train surrounded by tools
Dressed in suits, readin the paper, I hate these fools
For the length of my commute I try to dodge spilled coffee
and peoples stray elbows, BITCH GET OFF ME
There's a train right behind us, no need to pack
And who forgot their right guard this morning, this shit is whack
Religion is irrelevent, your stench is lit
I'm sure your worship don't ask you to smell like shit
I sit or stand there, watching the stations pass
(Doors Opening) thank christ! My stop at last
Never fails, the seond my feet hit concrete
Assholes hand me flyers, now my commute is complete
Sorry man, thats messed up but I gots no time
5 blocks to the office, DAMN! its almost 9!
Walk up to the office door, fakely greet security
Adam Troy, Business Man, Bitch, you heard of me?

The Daily Grind, plaging your mind, your in a bind
Days are like Dejavu, your life's confined
alligned with corporate life, no matter what's assigned
your guarenteed to start every morning 2 days behind
Try to balance a social life, your job's designed
To take up every waking hour, your healths declined!
Your idea of having life needs to be refined
Sress peaks you lose sleep, the Daily Grind

Fire up the PC, 60 email messages
16 voice mails. All forms of doomed presages
That the day will suck more life out of mine
Need to prepare this presentation, SHIT! I'm out of time
Sprint to the Conference room, meeting one of six
where idiots sit pondering the story my graph depicts
The don't like the facts so of course my hard work sucks!
4th time this week, I'm about to go berzerk, nuts
Instead I calming take their "constructive feedback"
Dreaming about Rum and a seductive weedsack
That will help me forget I'm just a slave
Working for these post-premadonnas cradle to the grave
Have you ever noticed ties, white and blue shirts
They can't take the bad news, sorry the truth hurts
Competition's crushing, our revenues are hit
Those stock options you hold, they ain't gonna be worth shit
Luckily me vested interest is zero
This work horse you shit on, is now the hero
CEO's are fired, employees screwed remain
Its my life at the low end of the food chain


The Daily Grind, plaging your mind, your in a bind
Days are like Dejavu, your life's confined
alligned with corporate life, no matter what's assigned
your guarenteed to start every morning 2 days behind
Try to balance a social life, your job's designed
To take up every waking hour, your healths declined!
Your idea of having life needs to be refined
Sress peaks you lose sleep, the Daily Grind