The Magnificent Seven

(Am)Ring, ring, it's seven A.

M. (Dm)Move yourself to go again.

(Am)Cold water in the face (Dm)brings you back to this awful place.

(Am)Knuckle merchants and you bankers, too,

(Dm)must get up and learn those rules.

(Am)Weather man and the crazy chief,

(Dm)one says sun and one says sleet.

(Am)AM, the FM, the P.

M., too, (Dm)churning out that boogaloo.

(Am)Gets you up and it gets you out,

(Dm)but how long can you keep it up?

(Am)Gimme Honda, gimme Sony, (Dm)so cheap and real phony.

(Am)Hong Kong dollar, Indian cents,

(Dm)English pounds and Eskimo pence.

(Am)You lot!

What? (Dm)Don't stop, give it all you got.

(Am)You lot!

What? (Dm)Don't stop.

Yeah. (Am)You lot!

What? (Dm)Don't stop, give it all you got.

(Am)You lot!

What? (Dm)Don't stop.

Yeah. (Am)Workin' for a raise to better my station.

(Dm)Give my baby some sophistication.

(Am)Seen the ads, she thinks it's nice.

(Dm)Better work hard, I seen the price.

(Am)Never mind that.

It's time for the bus.

(Dm)We got to work and you're one of us.

(Am)Clocks go slow in a place of work.

(Dm)Minutes drag and the hours jerk!

(Am)Wave bbbye to the boss.

(Dm)It's our profit, it's his loss.

(Am)But anyway, the lunch bell rings.

(Dm)Take one hour, do your

(Am)thing.

(Dm)Cheeseburger!

(Am)What do we have for entertainment?

(Dm)Cops kickin' gypsies on the pavement.

(Am)Now the news, you snap to attention,