Its 5 O'clock
And I want to go home
To my house, and that's OK
Cause everybody wants to be happy
And it's comfortable, on my couch
And my feet are warm
And I'm neat, and that's OK
In the safety of my own home
Over there, I know that they're still hungry
But hey, I don't bake the bread
Cause I'd rather just buy it with the money I make
And it burns, as we're dancing on the sun
Insane, like a monkey
And it aches like a rifle when the bullets run out
And it screams, as it twists, a snake on fire
Turning inside out like fuel
And it disappears in this furnace we built
The sun comes up
And I start doing my thing
And I'm rich, and that's OK
Cause I'm pretty sure I've earned my place in this life
And it's comfortable
In my great big fancy car
And I rock out, and that's OK
Cause you know I got the big stereo
Over there, bums got a sign by the street
But hey, I don't make the rules
I just play 'em like the money is made
And it burns, as we're dancing on the sun
Insane, like a monkey
And it aches like a rifle when the bullets run out
And it screams, as it twists, a snake on fire
Turning inside out like fuel
And it disappears in this furnace we built