No Pride

Slave labor working man
No pride in someone else's dream
Maintain on a poor man's salary
No, there's gotta be a better way
For you, for me

(Don't call me the working class man)
(Said don't call me the working class)

(Give your soul to your company)
(You ignore what's easy to see)
(You're disposable, they're inexposable)
(Where's the pride in that?)

Start with intentions to leave this life one day
Have a wife and a couple of kids, in the blink of an eye you're old and gray
That way of life will never be for me
I'd rather live on the street and keep my dignity

(Don't call me the working class man)
(Said don't call me the working class)
(Don't call me the working class man)
(Said don't call me the working class)
(Said don't call me the working class man)
(Don't! Don't Don't!)
(Said don't call me the working class)