It's named after a Bukowski book. I think it sounds kind of like pg. 99, but less...you know...pg. 99-y.
This song's about working a job you hate to barely make rent go hungry half the time.
I wake up with a heavy head
And force myself out of bed
Early to bed, early to rise
To get out and make another compromise
This is supposed to be freedom
This life is just prison
Without bars
I made a compromise
somewhere back there I can't remember when
And here I am settling
for less and less every day
I wake up with a weight around my neck
To a world that gives me no respect
A penny saved is a penny earned
But I've got nothing left after the world's turned
I wake up and keep giving
Hoping for some profit share
This isn't a life worth living
And you think they care?