No open arms just an open mouth
I guess im supposed to prove myself
You've been here and there and i don't care
But with any response i draw a stare
Not gonna feel like your lab rat
In a rut again, they'll offer you twenty
When they know you cant payback ten
Subtract the interest from your worth
They cuffed you to your job at birth
Not gonna feel like your lab rat
Im sick of this tease and flirt
Sick of boring snobs in skirts
Time to hit the bricks and have a laugh
So don't show unless youve got some class
Im not gonna feel like your lab rat
>> On The Clock
Buzzing blaring through my skull
The sun is up but i can't tell
Sneak the covers down my nose
Eyes are sore gotta keep 'em closed
Call in, no i've gotta go
Its quarter past the buzz was slow
On the clock
Down vacant walks i trudge and stumble
Can collector catch me mumble
This stupid job won't pay it's dues
Gotta cuff their stuff for gain
Cause minimum wage isn't much to lose
Bussing blaring through your skull
The turnover rat is high in hell
Pass the torch back and forth
Sorry mom, but i quit that job