Slavin' away 'til the end of the day While the sun is shining I know what to make I've got numbers on a sheet And a deadline to meet Poundin' a keyboard I've knocked over my seat Shall I draw you a Venn diagram Of how much I'm fed-up? Can you get up to where I am? The ends of production… Is a violent disruption. Shall I draw you a Venn diagram Of how much I'm fed-up? Can you get up to where I am? The ends of production… Is a violent disruption. Slippery slope I find myself on The harder I work The less that I've gone I came to realize, Then cut it down to size- The better that you do? It's funny, I think… The less the world means to you Shall I draw you a Venn diagram Of how much I'm fed-up? Can you get up to where I am? The ends of production… Is a violent disruption. Shall I draw you a Venn diagram Of how much I'm fed-up? Can you get up to where I am? The ends of production… Is a violent disruption. Rip-cord pulled And I've fled the scene I refuse to be a cog Inside the machine Assembly line drudgery- Reeks of modern-day buggery Walkin' down the street Hit with Uncle Sam's thuggery It's a whole reversal, that's just mean Shall I draw you a Venn diagram Of how much I'm fed-up? Can you get up to where I am? The ends of production… Is a violent disruption. Shall I draw you a Venn diagram Of how much I'm fed-up? Can you get up to where I am? The ends of production… Is a violent disruption. You gotta punch with the rollers You gotta burn the bridge when you come to it You gotta put out that heat in the kitchen You gotta rush past the fools If you have the tools… Of production
