©10SEP14

i'm a cubicle drone and i feel so alone
these minature walls make my second home
sitting in this chair getting fat
feel trapped just like a rat
surrounded by fat moms named deb
and I never get time to surf the web

a bunch of calls are now in queue
nice customers are so far and few
spend all my life on the fucking phone
want to get the hell out travel and roam

diet soda and junk food keeps us filled
soon i'll be munching on ssri pills
faceless robot at some corporation
want to take a permanent vacation

i'm a docile bot wish for corporate rot
won't raise my voice to stir the pot
make enough money not to raise a stir
mind full of hate from customer words
repetition is hell and I'm the miser
won't ever become a supervisor
i wouldn't care anyway
already get yelled all fucking day
expected to bend over like some fucking galley slave
maybe my life would find some enjoyment
if i were livin it up on unemployment

i'm a cubicle drone
now leave me alone