The Punch Clock Blues lyrics

[Intro]
Yea
I'm on my way

[Chorus]
I dread to go to sleep on Sundays
I hate to go to work on Mondays
So I call out you know how I do
I tell the doctor its the punch clock blues

[Verse 1]
sh*t I'm late again running to this time clock stumbling out of breath
Race against the grace period to punch in 7:08
f*ck I'm two minutes too late
Supervisor know I missed it I can tell by his face
So I know what he gone say before he starts talking
He calls me to his office saying how we need a conference
In regards to my absenteeism and tardiness
He got a doc*ment and he could show me if I wanted
I declined he insisted
I declined he persisted
Then continued to pull out manila folders with specific dates and times
Like "you know son you're on you final warning
I wanna see you here bright and early tomorrow morning"
Yea alright, man this day shift is killing my patcience
Change gone come but I'm tired of waiting
And all this aggravation and these hard ass shoes
Are a symptom to a flu I call it the punch clock blues