[instrumental solo] [Verse] Tiny office kingdom cubicles align Lonely dude with ink that's lost its shine Writing nonsense on a yellow slate Pen hits the floor unleashing fate [Chorus] Battle cries from clips of steel An epic clash too real to feel Post-it notes won’t stand a chance In this paperclip war dance [Verse 2] Boss's emails dull he starts to yawn Lost in daydreams till the dawn Paperclip armies gear for fight Metal soldiers in the artificial light [Chorus] Battle cries from clips of steel An epic clash too real to feel Post-it notes won’t stand a chance In this paperclip war dance [Bridge] Cubicle walls shake with fright Staplers join the clash tonight Fax machines beep battle roars Clips of paper turn to wars [Verse 3] His spreadsheets lie ignored in rows The war zone culled from office woes Coffee stained desk now the field Will the paperclips ever yield