Thursday For The Workforce Drowning Lyrics
            Falling from the top floor your lungs fill like parachutes
            the windows go rushing by. the people inside,
            they're dressed for the funeral in black and white.
            These ties strangle our necks, hanging in the closet,
            filed in the cubicle; without a name, just numbers,
            on the resume stored in the mainframe, marked for delete.
        
            please take these hands
            throw them in the river,
            wash away the things they never held
            please take these hands,
            throw me in the river,
            dont let me drown before the workday ends.
            9 to 5! 9 to 5!
        
            and we're up to our necks,drowning in the seconds,
            ingesting the morning commute
            lost in a dead subway sleep
            we will not lie awake in our parents beds,
            tossing and turning. tomorrow we'll get up
            drive to work, single file with everyday it's like the last.
            waiting for the life to start,
            is it always just always ahead of the curve?
        
            please take these hands
            throw them in the river,
            wash away the things they never held
            please take these hands,
            throw me in the river,
            dont let me drown before the workday ends.
        
            just keep making copies
            of copies
            of copies
            when will it end?
        
            it'll never end, until it gets so bad
            that the ink fills in our fingerprints
            and the silouhette of your own face becomes the black cloud of war
            and even in our dreams we're so afraid the way we'll offset who we are
            all those breaths that you took have now been canceled in your lungs.
            last night my teeth fell out like ivory typewriter keys
            and all the monuments and skyscrapers burned down and filled
        
            The Sea!
        
            save our ship the anchor is part of the desk
            we can't cut free, the water is flooding the decks
            the memo's sent through the currents
            computer's spark like flares i can see them,
            but they don't touch me, touch me.
            please someone, teach me how to swim.
            please, don't let me drown,
            please, don't let me drown
        
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