I heard this on Sound and Spirit Sunday. The topic was "Work," and there were some coal-diggin' track-layin' songs, but then this turned up:
WHITE COLLAR HOLLER, by Nigel Russell, Stan Rogers et alWell, 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.
From LyricSpy.
For an encore, play Johnny Paycheck's Take This Job and Shove It.
But first sing a round of Happy Birthday to Pete Seeger.
Posted by Linkmeister at May 3, 2005 04:37 PM