Every morning the alarm goes off and knocks me out of bed
I rush to catch the bus to get to work and bash some heads
My boss is screaming murder as I punch the clock at nine
I grab my plated armor and start hacking up the line
I'm a nine to five barbarian.
Don't have to do no paperwork, I'm happy as a clam,
Not a farmer or librarian.
I'm a killer with a vengeance on the profit-sharing plan.
A coffee break at ten o'clock, another one at three
An hour off for lunch and for the doc to look at me
I stop to sharpen up my knife and brush the guts away
And back into the fight to earn my dollar for the day.
I'm a nine to five barbarian.
Don't have to do no paperwork, I'm happy as a clam,
Not a farmer or librarian.
I'm a killer with a vengeance on the profit-sharing plan.
Well at five the whistle blows and I go home to hearth and wife
I have a drink and contemplate the meaning of my life
The stresses of my budget can no longer be denied
I'm gonna have to start assassinations on the side.
I'm a nine to five barbarian.
Don't have to do no paperwork, I'm happy as a clam,
Not a farmer or librarian.
I'm a killer with a vengeance on the profit-sharing plan.