You set out of your nightmare, and promised everyone
There was no roundtrip ticket, there was no coming home
You went to the congregation, convinced no one of your worth
You walked across the nations, still found no place on earth
Take the freedom of a 9 to 5
You told it to your mother, you told it to your pa
But no one's going to come save you when you're strung out in Wichita
You've been so many places, but you haven't done a thing
Stood in judgment of the chorus, you couldn't even sing
Take the freedom of a 9 to 5
