buzzing blaring through my skullthe sun is up but i can’t tellsneak the covers down my noseeyes are sore gotta keep ’em closedcall in, no i’ve gotta goits quarter past the buzz was slowon the clockdown vacant walks i trudge and stumblecan collector catch me mumblethis stupid job won’t pay it’s duesgotta cuff their stuff for gaincause minimum wage isn’t much to losebussing blaring through your skullthe turnover rat is high in hellpass the torch back and forthsorry mom, but i quit that job