Grinding through the nine-to-five and such is life.
I hate it anyway.
Waiting for your second wind to take effect.
To carry you through your day.
But what do you know? Your day's not over
When the stress comes tumbling down.
Outside the office I get so riled up,
And I live for the weekend,
But the rest of the weekend is shot.
And if you breathe you can finally come down,
But it don't last very long.
Dozing on the conference call and that ain't right.
You have to play the game.
Staring at the same spreadsheet from last week.
This bullshit never changes.
But what do you know? Your day's not over
All because that last e-mail.
But what do you know? Your day's not over.
There were some layoffs now you're working it all alone.
They even have me coming in on the weekend. F*cking, Lumbergh.
Hey now, you've had a Hell of a day.