A Global Threat – On The Clock Lyrics

buzzing blaring through my skull
the sun is up but i cant tell
sneak the covers down my nose
eyes are sore gotta keep em closed
call in, no ive gotta go
its quarter past the buzz was slow
on the clock
down vacant walks i trudge and stumble
can collector catch me mumble

this stupid job wont pay its dues
gotta cuff their stuff for gain
cause minimum wage isnt much to lose
bussing blaring through your skull
the turnover rat is high in hell
pass the torch back and forth
sorry mom, but i quit that job