//I'm working a sweat, but it's all good
Breaking my back but it's all good
'Cause I know i'll get it back
Yeah, I know your hands will clap

I'm working,
I'm working
To make butter for my piece of bun

And if you say I'm not okay with miles to go
If you say there ain't no way that I could know
If you say I aim too high from down below
Well say it now 'cause when I'm gone
You'll be calling but I won't be at the phone//