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You wake up at the break of dayAnd what do you seePeople rushing all aroundUnconsciouslyThey pour into the subwaysIn never ending queuesTo get to their employmentNo time to loseNo timeThey've got no time to call their own Can't stop to wonder if the day is sunny'Cause time to them means moneyNo timeThey've got no time to call their ownI wonder when they'll start believingThis life was meant for livingIt's the same the whole world over nowMoney is kingIt forces honest peopleTo do strange thingsLike slaving in a factoryOr sweating down a mineThere's not a thing I wouldn't doTo make a dimeLetras de cancionesNo timeThey've got no time to call their own So wrapped up in their fight for hidden treasureThey don't have time for pleasureNo timeThey've got no time to call their ownI wonder when they'll start believingThis life was meant for livingNo timeThey've got no time to call their ownI wonder when they'll start believingThis life was meant for living From Letras Mania