[Verse 1: Nineties alt-rock female lead, defiant] Forty floors up on a rope and a seat Wind in my hair and the city at my feet Used to work inside this glass at a desk Twelve years of yes, and then they gave me the rest Box of my stuff and a badge they took back Security walked me out like I'd cracked Now I'm back on the outside with a bucket and a blade Washing the same windows where I used to fade [Pre-Chorus: Nineties alt-rock female lead, rising] They don't look up, they never look up Too busy in the meeting with a paper cup [Chorus: Nineties alt-rock female lead, huge] I've got the clearest view in the city from the outside Swinging on a rope with nothing left to hide Every boss behind the glass looks small from up here I've got the clearest view in the city from the outside [Verse 2: Nineties alt-rock female lead, harder] Boardroom on forty, Thursday, half past ten Same suits around the table cutting jobs again I wipe a perfect circle right in front of the chair Of the man who signed my letter, and he's sweating in there He looks up and sees me, so I wave with the blade He's the one in the glass box, I'm the one who escaped Coffee going cold and the slides on the screen I'm the cleanest thing that office has ever seen [Pre-Chorus: Nineties alt-rock female lead, rising] They don't look up, they never look up Too busy in the meeting with a paper cup [Chorus: Nineties alt-rock female lead, huge] I've got the clearest view in the city from the outside Swinging on a rope with nothing left to hide Every boss behind the glass looks small from up here I've got the clearest view in the city from the outside [Bridge: Nineties alt-rock female lead, pinch harmonic, a screaming guitar harmonic cuts across the drums] Sun hits the glass and the whole tower burns gold Forty floors of people doing what they're told I'm hanging off a rope and I never stood so tall I took the fall from the inside to be outside of it all [Verse 3: Nineties alt-rock female lead, grinning, then roaring] They sent a memo round that said, close the blinds I just laughed and I tapped on the glass three times Now they eat their lunch looking out at me Forty floors of glass, and I'm the one who's free [Chorus: Nineties alt-rock female lead, huge] I've got the clearest view in the city from the outside Swinging on a rope with nothing left to hide Every boss behind the glass looks small from up here I've got the clearest view in the city from the outside [End]
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