I didn't mean to turn you on
Just wanna dance and sing my song
Clocking in, clocking out
No I don't mind it at all
Me and the danger dudes
Were on the news
So just don't bother to call
It's just a way to stay alive, boy
It's such a trip just to survive
So it's back, back to dungaree high
Just to get by, back to dungaree high
Just a great big boy -
With a teeny-weeny alibi
Just a soul on ice
With a mirror and a blade
And a pocket full of mice
Cheap thrills done and the dirt cheap ants
'cause I got a headache in my pants
Throb throb
It's just a way to stay alive, boy
It's such a trip just to survive
So it's back, back to dungaree high
Just a great big boy -
With a teeny-weeny alibi
It's just a way to stay alive, boy
It's such a trip just to survive, boy
