What day is it today?
Damn only Wednesday?!
Two more days of work pain?!
I think I’m going to go insane!
Work is like a prison scene
Can be intensely obscene
Coworkers evil and mean
Bosses fueling the steam.
People scratching and climbing
Friends made for the designing
Of doing fast high rising
Notes kept in hidden writings.
Work ends and so do those friends
They’re only work friends in the end
Designing and devising to depend
On giving you up to avoid their own end.
Why can’t everyone just chill
And those that need it take a pill
Cause work life shouldn’t be uphill
When it’s what you need to pay the bills.
One day maybe it will end
Friends at work become real friends
Scratching no longer the trend
And work will be better time spent.
In the meantime back to it
There is no simple trick
Not a problem I alone can lick
If I try I’ll get the kick
That’s the truth of it.
Gotta just sit back and take this
Until the day I get the kick
Blamed for someone else’s sh*t.
Or decide to end all of it
By giving my own kick to split
This demons lair job pit.
