1. |
Ross Durand - I'm Lyin'
02:39
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Well I come in the door
The kids are already gone
There’s a fabulous smell in here, I guess the dinner is on
So I loosen my tie
And I throw off my coat
You ask me if anything interesting happened today, I say, “no”
But I’m lyin’
They said they had to let me go
But I don’t know where
So I came back here and I just know I won’t be goin’ back there
You seem to sense concern
On this face of mine
So you peck me on the cheek and I tell you that everything is fine
But I’m lyin’
How’m I gonna explain it to you
They said it’s just a sign of the times
I’s not about me
That there’s nothin’ I could do
But I’m the one who brings it home at the end of the day
I don’t know what to say
So I’m lyin’
I come in and sit down
I won’t look you in the eye
And I wonder to myself if you wonder how you ever got stuck with this guy
Who can’t seem to get it right
No matter how hard he tries
You kiss me goodnight and say “sleep well” and I say I just might
But I’m lyin
How’m I gonna explain it to you
They said it’s just a sign of the times
It’s not about me
That there’s nothin’ I could do
But I’m the one who brings it home at the end of the day
Don’t know what to say
So I’m lyin’
And bein’ with you is the only thing that might make it all ok
I don’t know what to say
So I’m lyin’
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I wear the suit and I wave hello;
I'm the greeter guy;
Should have retired long ago
I gotta work until I die. . .
I'm Huggs®, the corporate mascot;
Fake fur, a plastic smile;
I've finally lost it;
Clean up in the clearance aisle . . .
Blowout, everything must go!
Discount offer on my soul;
Won't believe the price you'll pay;
Finally mean it when I say,
It's a great day at BigMart® today!
Hard to believe that this is it;
After all these years;
Now I'm busting up this cheap shit;
Made in China, destroyed right here. . .
Business is exploding;
Bic lighters in the check-out lanes;
Rusting and corroding;
Metal tanks filled with propane. . .
Blowout, everything must go!
Discount offer on our soul;
Won't believe the price we'll pay;
Finally mean it when I say,
It's a great day at BigMart® today!
When I was young;
You might call me naive;
But I really believed;
In this place . . .
The wages they paid;
All American made;
But that dream has been replaced. . .
No refunds and there's no returns;
Everything will sell;
Scratch and dent is now slash and burn;
Got sporting goods and shotgun shells. . .
I was enthusiastic;
Acrid smoke pours out the door;
Chemicals and plastic;
Wave goodbye to your fucking Superstore. . .
Blowout, everything must go!
Discount offer on our soul;
Won't believe the price we'll pay;
Finally mean it when I say,
It's a great day at BigMart® today!
It's a great day at BigMart® today!
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You've got questions
I've got answers
But you're so angry
And it's getting hard to smile
Something's growing
Like a cancer
But it tells a lot of good jokes
While it eats me alive
PRECHORUS
Drowned in infinite wisdom
Daily 9 hour prison
Tiny cuts and attrition
Cause alarming incisions
And now half of the time
I don't know my own mind
By the time 5 o'clock
Is drawing near
And I think you should know
I'm shutting down this whole show
Wherever I go
I'm not coming back here
I'm not blameless
I'm not blaming
But nothing here looks healthy
And all of it's unchanging
In the hallway
Eyes on the tiling
I think about tomorrow
And I swear I can't stop smiling
You can call these toys tools
I don't mind a few rules
But I can't keep my cool
When surrounded by fools
I eye the clock for the time
I break out of this grind
Every second this fog
Becomes more clear
Take my badge and my phone
I'll take the longest way home
Because I know
I'm not coming back here
I'm sure you'll get along without me
Try not to miss doubting me so much
You don't know the first thing about me
I hope you never stay in touch
This will go down as the day
That I made my escape
Uncertain futures will
cause me no fear
Take my badge and my phone
I'll take the longest way home
Because I know
I'm not coming backhere
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So this is how it ends.
After all this time.
You and me, together --
The last believer
And the one you still believe in.
I listen to you pray,
Asking me for peace.
Asking my forgiveness
For all the ways
In which you think you’ve disappointed.
But I’m the one to beg forgiveness,
For I’m the one who’ll soon be
Disappointing you.
I cannot bring you peace.
I cannot answer prayers.
I’ve never been a god --
Just a meme . . .
Don’t get me wrong,
It was a hell of a time while it lasted.
I could hardly have landed
On more fertile soil.
Conditions were right
And my story took hold
And the people began to believe.
I watched as the
World’s population exploded.
And strong competition
Allowed me to thrive.
And unlike the pantheons past,
I was “God-with-a-capital-G,”
So I alone shaped the
Wonders of Nature!
I alone knew the
Myst’ries of Life!
I created the Universe
Because people believed!
And they said I made
Miracles happen
And they thanked me for
Answering prayers,
Back when there were still
People like you
Who believed I could do
What they said I could do . . .
But now we’re at the end.
Vital signs are poor.
Breathing getting ragged.
The final stages
Of internal organs failing.
I know you have the strength to face this.
I know because your strength has
Never come from me.
It’s always been in you.
I hope that that’s okay.
I thank you for your faith.
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5. |
RC - Goodbye Everybody
03:53
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15 years, I've been here 15 years
it's had its ups, it's had its downs, I had my share of beers
but I was not expecting, the pink slip in my inbox
they're here to shove me out the door, and then they'll change the locks
So goodbye everybody
it's been nice working with you all
you've got my cell phone number
feel free to give me a call
anytime at all, anytime at all
15 years, I worked here 15 years
but now it's done, I gotta run, guess I'll be shifting gears
my termination's now complete, but it's not over yet
I've left a few mementos, the kind you won't forget
chorus
I got no farewell luncheon, no eating drinking binge
but that's OK, the only lunch I want is sweet revenge
15 years, I've wasted 15 years
but I'm not going quietly, despite how it appears
strategically placed charges, await my cell phone call
some pops, a rumble, buildings crumble
see you in Hell, to all
as you fall
goodbye everybody
it's been nice knowing you all
forget my cell phone number
you're never gonna call
anytime at all, anytime at all
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6. |
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Its the beginning of the end
of the start of the middle
of the primary phase of my secondary career
I'm gonna make a new start
and burn down all my bridges
only one way to go -
Up from here
Bundy on at 8am
And I sit on the scanner with by pants down around by knees
And I'll email jpegs of my arse crack out to all my favourite fellow employees
Because I don't need this place no more
There are opportunities outside that door
Its the beginning of the end
of the start of the middle
of the primary phase of my secondary career
I'm gonna make a new start
and burn down all my bridges
only one way to go -
Up from here
Now it's time to steal stationary
I unlock the cupboard and I fill my bag right up
And then secretly I rub my penis 'round the drinking rim of the bosses coffee cup
Cos this life is just not good enough for me
There's something else that I would rather be
Its the beginning of the end
of the start of the middle
of the primary phase of my secondary career
I'm gonna make a new start
and burn down all my bridges
only one way to go -
Up from here
Up from here
Up from here
Up from here
Well I don't need these 9 to 5 gigs
(no day job, don't want a day job)
I'm an internet rock star, can't you see?
(he's a Rock God, a total Rock God)
I'll make a million soon now that my tracks are played on Spotify
at $0.0000000000000002c a play
Hey!
Its the beginning of the end
of the start of the middle
of the primary phase of my secondary career
I'm gonna make a new start
and burn down all my bridges
only one way to go -
Up from here
Its the beginning of the end
of the start of the middle
of the primary phase of my secondary career
I'm gonna make a new start
and burn down all my bridges
only one way to go -
Up from here
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The sun bleeds red in a fading sky
I watch it sink as my work burns dry
Painted now on a thousand tiers
The history of a thousand years
The eye of Horus is gazing down
On the final piece, a golden crown
To cap the spire point high
To the stars gleaming in the sky
Now, my work is done
The world will know
That I was here
My crowning glory
Will tell my story
Year after year
I have been blessed by the gods my fathers
Given a vision a task and dream
Since I was born, ruling with such power
I know that I‘ll live eternally.
So here I’ve made a new mountain rise up
Reaching the gods in the heavens high
The pure golden crown of my great achievement
Destined to stand to the end of time
Now, my work is done
The world will know
That I was here
My crowning glory
Will tell my story
Year after year
Bright golden point meant to crown a tomb
Missing for over five thousand years
Stole and melted it was assumed
I tracked you down and at last you're here
Look at the shine, after years of hunting
Searching for clues, now I've proved I'm right
Bring in the cameras and lift it slowly
My name will circle the globe this night
Now, my work is done
The world will know
That I was here
My crowning glory
Will tell my story
Year after year
Now, my work is done
The world will know
That I was here
My crowning glory
Will tell my story
Year after year
Year after year
Year after year
Year after year...
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8. |
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Last day at the liquor store.
I won this shack with a dead man's hand
and every tonic brand was my personal chosen chore.
Quittin' time forever and I'm hittin' the road.
This town is made of copper and I'm spanning for gold.
My soul is now owed to all the spirits I've ever sold.
(Chorus)
Leaving my life as a booze-peddling debtor.
It ain't great to be “Wanted” but richer is better.
I'm sick of my life lying drunk in a ditch.
A crook might be filthy but some strike it rich.
(Chorus 2)
Gonna be an outlaw.
Bandit of the sand land sun band.
Gonna loot the mineshafts
and swipe the whiskey from the saloons.
Had to sell the shop to that banker, Mr. Rice
and as he drew the papers I blew his safe with dynamite.
The haul was light but it would have to suffice.
Sheriff Marshall Shark came after me.
But I smashed a barrel of ale and set fire to the trail.
He slid right through the cliff side rail and I rode on, free.
(Chorus 2)
(Chorus)
Here I am, alone on the frontier.
Nothing here to steal.
Shared my booze with a migrant miner family
in exchange for a meal.
Ventured further west
following the tracks.
Entered Iron City
and a stick-up filled my sacks.
Waiting for me there was old Sheriff Shark.
Me and his men shared a shootout in the dark.
Gotta load of gems from a diamond mine
and a guy went loony to defend them.
The crystals are a color that I've never seen before
and my golden teeth are itching to spend them.
A silver reward to fetch me
but no one will ever catch me.
All I need right now is liquor and gold.
These gems will pay a fortune when I take them to be sold.
They had me surrounded at the Tumbleweed Ravine.
I was cornered behind boulders, trapped like a rat.
I crushed the jewels that I had stole to destroy the evidence.
But the sound it made gave me away and they had me in a second flat.
Here I am, in Sheriff Shark's jail cell,
watching him sip my old whiskey.
I think I can bust out and get back my powdered prize
but damn it if it ain't too risky.
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I go to work each morning'
Just like any other man.
I sweats me friggin' hole out,
Does everythin' I can.
But when the contract's over,
There ain't nothing to be afraid of.
We're hoping' that tomorrow
Is the day that we get laid-off.
From week to week to week
We pay our money to the feds
and the province, and the unions,
keepin' roofs (rooves?) above our heads.
So when the payroll stops,
We know that they will keep their word
To keep the cash-flow comin',
'Cause employment is insured
It's called the pogey, (It's called the pogey)
We're on the pogey, (We're on the pogey)
Some people think we're lazy,
but they're makin' such a fuss
We're on the pogey, (We're on the pogey)
It's just on the pogey, (It's just the pogey)
Givin' money to the government
So's they gives it back to us.
Some people like to work all day
To buy their fancy cars
But personally, I'd rather be
Here sittin' on me arse.
As of tomorrow morning,
We'll have nothing left to do
So we'll sleep a little later,
Take the dole, and make due
We're on the pogey, (We're on the pogey)
We're on the pogey, (We're on the pogey)
Some people think we're lazy,
but they're makin' such a fuss
We're on the pogey, (We're on the pogey)
We're on the pogey, (We're on the pogey)
Givin' money to the government
So's they gives it back to us,
Givin' money to the government
So's they gives it back to us
Singin' E.I., E.I., Oh
Singin' E.I....
'Cuz E.I. is "Employment Insurance", Ya know?
(Oh yah)
We're on the pogey, (We're on the pogey)
We're on the pogey, (We're on the pogey)
Some people think we're lazy,
And makin' such a fuss
We're on the pogey, (We're on the pogey)
We're on the pogey, (We're on the pogey)
Givin' money to the government
So's they gives it back to us,
Givin' money to the government
So's they gives it back to us
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I spent all day calling my neighbors, asking if they remember
the times that we spent together
The life that I gave
Will my sons and their sons and their sons know
Of my battles and victories won for their own souls
My regrets and my mistakes I've felt them haunting
Yet for the first time in years I've put them beyond me
God, I feel so weak, so frail, and so old
But tonight I'm letting go
Did I provide everything that I could
Did I do my part just as everyone should
In this machine that I've tried to flee since I was just sixteen
My regrets and my mistakes I've felt them haunting
Yet for the first time in years I've put them beyond me
God, I feel so weak, so frail, and so old
But tonight I'm letting go
Cos tonight is the night that I die
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Now I have nothing
The last bell has rung, they closed the door
The bureaucrats said we have failed
So for all of us there's no more
They'll start again with a charter school
Under heavy rule to turn a buck
Those of us who gave heart and tears
And many years are out of luck
What will I say to my children
What will I tell my bride
What will I say to my family and friends
When you've taken my pride
And I can't stop thinking
The game was rigged from the start
All the kids underprivileged
With single parents they broke my heart
Yet they're expected and tested
Just like the undeserving rich
When they fail they're still nothing
Because life is such a bitch
What will I say to my children
What do I say to my wife
What do I tell all those students
While bureaucrats play with their life
Don't throw away what needs fixing
Playing political games
You see poverty is the problem
Try to help you get the blame
How will I raise my family
How will I feed my kids
I just taught what I was taught
I gave all I could give
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12. |
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Verse:
Can you help me, brother?
I’ve a tale of woe and strife
My name is Judge John Roberts
And I’m a’feared for my life
There’s a court for which I’m chief
It’s the highest in the land
When they put me here what I just did
Wasn’t ‘zactly what they planned
The Bush boys got me in this chair
And I ain’t Obama’s buddy
But my ruling on our healthcare
Made my future kinda muddy
Chorus:
Oh, brother, won’t you help me
Even though I can’t be fired
It’s only some cold comfort
When I’m on my funeral pyre
Verse:
No man I call my enemy
It’s the people that I serve
But there’s those I’m beholden to
Think I got a lotta nerve
The right think I’ve gone crazy
And left think that I’m right
My friends smile and say “it’s OK”
But they’re itchin’ for a fight
Chorus:
Oh, brother, won’t you help me
Even though I can’t be fired
It’s only some cold comfort
When I’m on my funeral pyre
Verse:
Scalia flew into a rage
And Thomas said “Me, too!"
Alito and Kennedy looked like
They’d like to run me through
My former friends are out for me
‘Cause of the way I’ve acted
I’d better hit the road
Before I find myself redacted
Chorus:
Oh, brother, won’t you help me
Even though I can’t be fired
It’s only some cold comfort
When I’m on my funeral pyre
It’s only some cold comfort
When I’m on my funeral pyre
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I got a cardboard box full of pictures and pens
I'm in the parking lot, I said goodbye to my friends
There may be a few things I miss about this place
But one thing's for sure
It's not gonna be your face
You'd tease me every morning with the coffee pot
Saying "Let's see if it's good down to the last drop"
Then you'd empty it, without leaving me a taste
Yeah one thing's for sure
I'm not gonna miss your face
You'd sit through every meeting playing on your phone
When I had a call you wouldn't leave me alone
When we had a project, you'd be gone without a trace
Yeah one thing's for sure
I'm not gonna miss your face
Every idea you had was mine first
Each one of your jokes was plain sexists or worse
The past three years are a terrible blur
Had a carton of eggs in my car for a week
I didn't forget them and they're starting to reek
Just a few more minutes that I have to wait
And one thing's for sure
I'm not gonna miss your face
I'm not gonna miss your face
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Saw it coming
I read the words
Peeling messages
in the sunburn
Clouds are clearing
I see the stairs
I'ts my last day of work
forever here
and on the escalator
I waved goodbye
I hate to say i told you so
but that's what's on my mind
I told you so
I told you many times
I sent an email to everyone
but I got no reply
I worked the day
punched out at ten
this is the beginning
the beginning of the end
Wore my best suit
pressed my dress pants
Caught myself looking at me
in the glass
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The file clerk is such a jerk.
He files everything between F and U.
The fax is whack, the Boss has a Mac,
but he got us some Tandys from Radio Shack.
They don't give a damn that the copier's jammed.
How do they expect me to copy my ass.
The only girls that's layable is in Accounts Payable,
But she smells like a wet chihuahua with gas.
Middle management says I got some anger.
Middle management got my middle finger.
The vending machine's the worst that I've seen.
It only sells things called Takis.
Spicy and salty as hell, I can tell ya
It's like a Red Hot Chili Peppers bukkake.
Some people like their job, some people love it.
Well, I say "Take this job and shove it...
up your mama's ass and take it out
and roll it in some bread crumbs
and swallow it whole with a side of my itchy red rectum."
Rectum, rectum. (Rectum, yum-yum)
Middle management says I got some anger.
Fuck you.
Middle management got the middle finger.
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16. |
Glen Raphael - Naked
03:08
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Last day at work
Don't need to impress
Hell, I barely need to dress
Lose the tie and the fancy shirt
The shaking of hands, the taking of stands
Vague talk of future plans
Share a decorated dessert
Chorus:
And we're all naked beneath our clothes
From our hair down to the toes
What you see is only a look that somebody chose
We're all naked
Beneath our clothes
One final look; I wander around
Feet barely on the ground
Take in everything that I see
Some curious stares;
A couple of shares
I sign my own affairs
Handing back the card and the key
[chorus]
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I haunt the halls a final time
I've taken in all of their anger
The flicker of fluorescent lights
Familiar faces on each stranger
The cake is cut, the banners hung
A ceremony long awaited
The day is out my work is done
Services no longer needed
Labored goodbyes become me
Pleasantries returned in kind
It's only in my leaving
I must face a troubled mind
How long it's been, it s hard to say
For I am weak and much afraid
The broken face of wasted years
Looks back at me from every mirror
(The passion that once filled his eyes
Has left, leaving only conplacense
Theres no one and nothing left to fight
They're all gone now leaving only empty spaces)
California beckoned forward
Sarasota held me back
Those years ago I broke my word
But I never meant for that
The only face I can recall
An overwhelming feeling
That which you made with your withdraw
To the announcement of my leaving
I revisit that day every night
Regretting every sentence
With you I was to share my life
Now only shared resentment
How long it's been, it s hard to say
For I am weak and much afraid
The broken face of wasted years
Looks back at me from every mirror
(The passion that once filled his eyes
Has left, leaving only conplacense
Theres no one and nothing left to fight
They're all gone now leaving only empty spaces)
Years I've wasted
Years I've spent
Years of chasing
Without relent
Years without
Years within
Years of joy
Never began
Years ago
Years gone by
Years alone
A heavy sigh
Years squandered
Years in rooms
Years to wander
Without you
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18. |
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Two weeks have gone by
It's time to say goodbye
I'm sure to miss all of you
Ha ha! Just kidding
…screw you!
CH
I'm gonna be free, free, free
today at 5:30
I'm gonna be free, free, free
No more work for me!
I'm gonna be free! :||
Today is my last day!
My last day filling the paper tray
My last day getting your coffee
For the rest of my life it's all about me
CH
…..Today is my last day here, oh how the years disappear
no more sucking up to the boss
From now on I'm in charge because
I'm free, free, free
oh I'm free, oh I'm free.
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So Long, So Long, Mindless Paperwork So Long
So Long, So Long, Boring Routine
And So Long, Especially, To The Damn Fax Machine
Chorus (repeat)
I'm My Own Boss Now, And I Love How, I Can Do What I Want To
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so it's time to celebrate cos he's leaving work now
and it's fine to be irate when you're cleaning dirt out
when ya find you're always late for ya kid's sports games
cos the overtime pay keeps the food on the plates
but he made a plan when he was scrubbing the floors
the get rich quick scheme to get him out the door
and to give his kids everything, he had and more
he was always just restricted to what he could afford
took a chance, a risk on that two-week notice
a new stance, he wished that it wasn't so hopeless
to dream, but he's a man of faith
and it seems, that his plan will make
the bread, the bacon, and the smiles on their faces
instead, of hatin' that their dad is always vacant
he's past the point of no return the hills are in his focus
it's the last day of work and the wheels are now in motion
you do the job, you're workin' just to get the paper
goin' off the clock, your boss is just a hater
so you need to stop get a better way to scrape a
dollar so ya gotta say screw you see ya later
she was fresh out of uni, just looking for a job
just something simple loosely, based on what she wants
she applied got an interview almost right away
she was surprised; no experience under her name
buy they gave her the world, gave her the time
yea they played this girl, and they played her right
get 'em when they're young so they don't have a clue
that a proper work place isn't supposed to abuse you
give 'em late nights with no paid overtime
and sedate the fight with guilt trips on their gripes
"we're a small business so if you call in sick
we'll go under, so everyone needs to do their little bit"
she's fed up, had enough so she hands in her notice
keeps her head up, it's tough but she ain't hopeless
she's past the point of no return the hills are in her focus
it's the last day of work and the wheels are now in motion
you do the job, you're workin' just to get the paper
goin' off the clock, your boss is just a hater
so you need to stop get a better way to scrape a
dollar so ya gotta say screw you see ya later
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21. |
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You're not paid to sit, you're not paid to stand around
You're not paid to submit, your proposal after hours
Your're not paid to stare, you're not paid to ask questions
Are you unaware? of benefits and reimbursements
It's your last day of work....goodbye and good luck
You're not paid to talk, you're not paid to be nice
You're not paid to think, you're not paid to give your advice
You're not paid to learn, you're not paid to turn those pages
You're not paid to relax, you can do that on your vacation
This will be a long ride home....
You're not paid anymore...
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There was a time - it moved so slow
the closer you get - the faster it goes
In the basement - of my memories
I recall - time seemed so small.
Chorus
Take my Rolex. Take my oak desk.
Take my feelings all away.
Take my sadness, Take my fear
It's the beginning of the end.
Was the tallest - tree in the forest.
But now I know - night will come.
From that first step - to the last step
as they closed - the door behind me.
Chorus
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23. |
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been pushing all these boxes everyday my whole life
put 2 kids through high school paid the bills of my wife
that bastard boss of mine has caused me so much pain and strife
on the day that I retire I'll say olney good bye and good night
I'll take an open hand
and slap him across his face
that's for all the years
of making me feel a disgrace
in the view of my co-workers there's no growning
cause everybody knows that the bastard had it coming
he wrote me up so many times for being a minute late
when i missed work cause of sick kids he said my excuse wasn't great
never got a weeks vacation couldn't afford to go on a date
on the day that I retire i'll say olney you've sealed your fate
chorus
the cops have come and dragged my sorry ass to jail
it has all been worth it cause he made my life hell
in a day or two i'll be out and won't have to deal with him anymore
i'll finish my life happy knowing i got one good swing
out the door
chorus (but now in past tense)
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24. |
Trader Jack - Last Day
02:01
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It's my last day. I'm so excited.
It's my last day. I can't hide it.
I worked here for a while.
I wore my working smile.
Now I'll put that smile away
and put the real one on today.
Cause it's my last day. I'm so excited.
It's my last day. I can't hide it.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
What?
Woah!
I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.
It's my last day. I'm so excited.
It's my last day. I can't hide it.
I know I shouldn't make a big deal.
How's it gonna make 'em all feel? Who cares.
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25. |
David Ritter - Graveyard
02:30
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Walking with my shovel in my hand
Walking thru the graveyard yeah
It's my last day
to work at the graves
Gotta new job
with twice of the pay
So I'm walking thru the graveyard yeah
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I'm so happy to let go of this
No more digging holes for them
What's that moving at that grave there?
I should have had a red bull yeah
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No there's distinct…
motion, soil disturbance
What is that smell?
What is that growling?
Seeing things here
Can't tell to anyone
They'd lock me up
least its my last day
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I'm running with my shovel
in my hand
and Running thru the graveyard yeah
Who cares now? My last day here and it may be my last day to live.
Why do they keep saying brains?
My wife is calling me to say
Congratulations yay for me!
Should I tell her about these things cause
I'm running in the graveyard yeah
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26. |
Milton - Today's The Day
03:58
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Today's the day i'm getting out
when I punch that clock i'm gonna dance im gonna shout
Two weeks ago I told them that I'd quit the day is finally here and this is finally it
I'm going home
I will be free
Once again these limbs will belong to me
I'm done working for you
take your timeclock card and hire somebody new
seven years of my life devoted to this constant pain and strife
are numbers written on a flattened tree
are they the things that matter to me?
at least once in your life
you'll get the short end of that stick
so take the chance of a life time
and tell your boss i quit
I've got something better in store
no more bagging and 'have a nice days' anymore
there's something waiting for me
on the other side that i just can't
I've been waiting too long for respect and freedom
to see that you don't have to be dumb
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27. |
Emperor Gum - Pygmalion
04:19
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The first thing you should know
Is I tried to find the perfect girl
In confidence and nervous smiles
Small noise and all of that
Maybe its just me?
But flesh and blood never fascinated
They say you'll meet someone in time
But I've grown sick while waiting
Its strange, a melancholic thing
To be young and know its not a matter of time
Life is short and I resolved
To search for you in blueprints and designs
I gave you nerves, tiny steel wires
That route up to your fragile core
So you can reach the world at large
And I hope you find more than me
So I built you, a custom piece
A clockwork girl for a mortal man
Tell me, when I turn you on
Will there be a spark, inside waiting
When I see the thoughts you leave behind in code
I wonder if you know
I could program your every thought
Make you feel how I would think
Make you crash when I'm away
You should know I could dictate your every move
Make you bow down on one knee
Make you nothing without me
But no
I could make you a synthetic heart
A shallow weight to hold you down
But I would have my dearest creation
Be my equal and be free to choose
I made you to adore, but won't force
A reflection in your cold and perfect form
The inherent fault in my design
So live your function and be more than what there was before3
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28. |
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Are you redundant or likely to be made redundant? Be positive. Did you feel the fear coursing through your veins when you’d discovered you’d been tossed in the garbage pile? That is worth nothing now. That’s right. You know, you do wonder why it’s you. Why the redundancy letter has our name on it and why it wasn’t several other people in the organization who probably should remain nameless. If the organization I think is determined to get rid of you it’s not if you’re going to go it’s when and how and I think in those respects get out with dignity. You wouldn’t know that she’s been through the hell of redundancy but the mental scars are still there. Let the world know that you’re available. It was a big shock for me to be honest. Let me guess, you have been made redundant. Do you now feel helpless, do you know what to do next? Very often they’ll say it’s the best thing that ever happened to them. I think that sometimes you can stay and fight but I think that if the organization really wants to get rid of you it’s just a matter of when. Redundancy doesn’t have to be all bad. There is light at the end of the tunnel. Any employer worth his salt decides at the outset who will stay and who will go. But the law requires the employers to pretend that they haven’t decided during consultation. Fear is your greatest enemy. Friends of mine are unemployed for years. Times have changed. Get it under control. Maybe it’s time to pursue a childhood dream. Perhaps it’s time to go and run a B&B in Wales. Am I doing more damage to the organization by staying than by going. Which is the better thing to do regardless of the pressure from other people. You think, what’s best for the organization? Now, after the initial shock I suppose being made redundant is never nice. It’s, you end up reassessing your life and reassessing what’s next. What, if they’re proposed twenty or more redundancies at one establishment within a period of ninety days there must be consultation by your employer with a recognized trade union or elected employee representatives. Realize that your job does not define who you are and that you are still the same person you were before the axe fell. First thing to thing about is that, ok, instead of actually going to work each day I’m going to go to work each day on what a nightmare, that is not what I’m afraid of. What I’m going to do next, who I am, what I want and what I can offer. And I’m going to make searching for a job my job. The past is irrelevant and the future has not yet presented itself.
Maybe it’s time to pursue a childhood dream. Perhaps it’s time to go run a B&B in Wales.
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29. |
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Same old same old
I'm up at 6AM again
The sound of the alarm
hurts my head
I don't wanna leave my bed
I've made up my mind
I'm not gonna do this anymore
What am I working for?
some bits of paper that aren't event mine?
that go to some guy
who doesn't even know that you exist
He's in his office
"you had something you wanted to say to me?"
do you know that I exist?
do you even care?
do you even know what department I work in?
I've made up my mind
I'm not gonna do this anymore
What am I working for?
some bits of paper that aren't event mine?
that go to you bob
I guess what I'm saying is I quit this job
He sits there stunned
I can tell I've won
I turn to leave I don't say a word
As I walk out
I hear him shout
you're a braver man than I could ever be
I've made up my mind
I'm not gonna do this anymore
I know what I'm working for
I'm gonna make this whole thing right
I'll get on the next flight
I'm gonna start a brand new life
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30. |
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I made fun of them, too
Just like you
When they said the end was coming soon
The celestial clock
Ran out of room on the rock
It's as simple as two plus two
Now, I'm a skeptical geek
Not some gullible freak
I've got no room for that New Age woo...
So imagine my surprise
When I looked at the skies
And saw a planetary bullet aimed right between my eyes...
[chorus]
Now I'm gonna close shop at a quarter to five
I'm gonna get drunk
Gonna celebrate bein' alive
I'm gonna get crazy, maybe find me a girl
And feel the passion rockin' at the end of the world...
I'm gonna grab me a beer and have me some fun
Until the clock strikes twelve on December 21
I'm gonna party my life away
On a Mayan Holiday
I've got a 401K
Tucked away
I thought that I was really smart
I could've bought me a boat
A house on the beach
Or a Formula racing car
Maybe indulge in a vice
Yeah, that sounds nice
Now that we know there's no consequence
Meanwhile on Channel Nine
The Bad Astronomy guy
Is shrugging at the camera
As Humanity ends...
[repeat chorus]
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31. |
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VERSE ONE:
I get quite hot up here you know
I've never seen a flake of snow
I got eight children that depend on me
It's a lifetime's work, I'm never free
Don't get to sleep, don't get to eat
I generate your light and heat
These hours really cross the line
A neverending overtime
Well
CHORUS:
I think 4.5 billion years is enough
You don't like my decision, well, tough
I'm not coming back, so you can cry
I'm going away till the day I die
Because this is over, I am done
So say goodbye to your precious Sun
VERSE TWO:
All these labels you assign
Leave me inside a close confine
Sometimes I wish that I could just exist
Have my own story, my own twist
My own adventure that I make
A dream from which I won't awake
The loneliness I can not stand
Abandoned here in no star's land
CHORUS
BRIDGE
VERSE THREE:
Sorry to be leaving you
But I got things I wanna do
Got half my lifetime ahead of me
Just wanna do, just wanna be
Why can't I have a life as well
Be my own star and just excel
A universal enterprise
Just try to see it through my eyes
CHORUS x2
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My new life starts today
I think I’ll stay at home and sleep my life, a million miles away
this vigorous determination is demanding
I’m taking a breather now, it’s time for a rest and turning my life around
If I never work another day in my life,
can I still be happy?
My every day is misunderstood
So I’m gonna go, whoa-o, I’m gonna go
Or it could be in my head
I might be standing still or climbing high, or home asleep in bed
Either way, it doesn’t change a thing
My days are numbered, now, or sometime soon, It’s the beginning of the end
If I never work another day in my life,
can I still be happy?
My every day is misunderstood
So I’m gonna go, whoa-o, I’m gonna go
Is there an interconnection between what’s good in my life
and my monetary compensation?
Even if I can find an occupation worthwhile,
is there any hope for reconciliation?
I guess I’ll be here for a while
In an office that will never close
I think it’s time that I went home
sometimes it feels like my last day of work was a lifetime ago
If I never work another day in my life,
can I still be happy?
My every day is misunderstood
So I’m gonna go, whoa-o, I’m gonna go
I’m gonna go find out, I’m gonna go right now.
I’m gonna go, whoa-o, I’m gonna go
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Spintown Middletown, Ohio
I used to run a songwriting contest called SpinTunes. Most of the material hosted on this account is a result of that contest. The rest is mostly Minecraft related songs.
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