Текст песни Bob Seger - Feel Like a Number
Bob Seger - Feel Like a Number слова песни
I take my card and I stand in lineTo make a buck I work overtimeDear Sir letters keep coming in the mailI work my back till it`s racked with painThe boss can`t even recall my nameI show up late and I`m dockedIt never failsI feel like just anotherSpoke in a great big wheelLike a tiny blade of grassIn a great big fieldTo workers I`m just another droneTo Ma Bell I`m just another phoneI`m just another statistic on a sheetTo teachers I`m just another childTo IRS I`m just another fileI`m just another consensus on the streetGonna cruise out of this cityHead down to the seaGonna shout out at the oceanHey it`s meAnd I feel like a numberFeel like a numberFeel like a strangerA stranger in this landI feel like a numberI`m not a numberI`m not a numberDammit I`m a manI said I`m a man