Tom Petty Lyrics by Billy Hubbard Well I’m wasting my time in the bucket for a dime And I’m working all day like the sun don’t shine When I get out and I head back to my shack I see another sunset that I’ll never get back I’m trading all my time for money And I wanna trade my money back When somebody asks me what I do to get around I say I’m an elite member of the underground I’m the coalminer, bossman, the taxman all in one The only difference is the others dig deeper than some I’m trading all my time for money And I wanna trade my money back Don’t have the words, I can just see it comin’ Like I’m stopped dead on the tracks and don’t feel like running So when you spend your time in a life of labor Hope it helps to know your only worth ink and paper I’m trading all my time for money And I wanna trade my money back