Words and music by bob seger
I take my card and i stand in line
To make a buck i work overtime
Dear sir letters keep coming in the mail
I work my back till it`s racked with pain
The boss can`t even recall my name
I show up late and i`m docked
It never fails
I feel like just another
Spoke in a great big wheel
Like a tiny blade of grass
In a great big field
To workers i`m just another drone
To ma bell i`m just another phone
I`m just another statistic on a sheet
To teachers i`m just another child
To irs i`m just another file
I`m just another consensus on the street
Gonna cruise out of this city
Head down to the sea
Gonna shout out at the ocean
Hey it`s me
And i feel like a number
Feel like a number
Feel like a stranger
A stranger in this land
I feel like a number
I`m not a number
I`m not a number
Dammit i`m a man
I said i`m a man
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