Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band – Feel Like A Number lyrics

I take my card and I stand in line.
To make a buck, I work overtime.
Dear Sir letters keep coming in the mail.
I work my back till it's racked with pain.
The boss can't even recall my name.
I show up late and I'm docked.
It never fails.

I feel like just another spoke in a great big wheel
Like a tiny blade of grass in a great big field.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Hey!

To workers, I'm just another drone.
To Ma Bell, I'm just another phone.
I'm just another statistic on a sheet.
To teachers, I'm just another child.
To IRS, I'm another file.
I'm just another consensus on the street.

Gonna cruise out of this city,
Head down to the sea.
Gonna shout out at the ocean, "Hey, it's me."

And I feel like a number.
Feel like a number.
Feel like a stranger,
A stranger in this land.
I feel like a number.
I'm not a number.
I'm not a number.
Damnit, I'm a man.
I said I'm a man. Ow, ow, ow, ow!

(Piano solo)

(Guitar solo)

Gonna cruise out of this city,
Head down to the sea.
Gonna shout out at the ocean, "Hey, it's me."

And I feel like a number.
Feel like a number.
Feel like a stranger,
A stranger in this land.
I feel like a number.
I'm not a number.
I'm not a number.
Danit, I'm a man.
I feel like a number.
Feel like a number.
Feel like a number. Hey!
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