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Originally Posted by Trollheart
Song 6
I have laboured so much, clocking in, a full working day, and to what end?
Please relate to me what it is I possess.
I have a notion that hours, minutes and seconds are creating a physical drag upon me
I fear I shall impact the roof or, alternatively, wreak havoc and destruction upon my home city.
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I've been working so hard, [punching?] in, eight hours, for what? Please tell me what I've got."
Last line jogged my memory for sure. Look Ma, no googlin'.
Kenny Loggins - "Footloose"