Rip Em Off

D G D A D G A D* A* Has the man got you down? No revolution lies ahead D* G F#m A Working at a register till all day - Well it makes you want to k**l D A But there's no blood to be found on the street outside, or in a retail chain D G F#m A Instead steal goods from the stockroom each and each and every day A G They're stealing all your time F#m D So what are you gonna do? A G Rip 'em off, Rip 'em off F#m D 'Cause they're doing it to you Rows and rows of cubes and desks sapping all your energy Always watching you like a hawk, no way to get away They think you should be honored to be working in the their office world Instead steal all their trade secrets and sell them to another firm A~ > D~ > A~ > D~ > G\F#\E\D g\f#\e\D G\F#\E\D A Assembly line work on the factory floor, packing cartons eight to six Forty years all ahead of you, conditions make you sick Put a dead rat in a can a day, while the foremans turned around Consumers will all soon revolt, and drive the business into the ground