Five O'Clock Fever

© Copyright 2026. All words and music by Jay Moxham. © Words & music - Jay Moxham 2026 (Backstory in photo caption.) [Verse 1] Are you sick of the city 'cause it's where you've been working all week Tied to a table and stuck to a chair with a squeak Signing your name and playing the games that can't be won Answering calls and breaking your balls like everyone Searching forever.... searching [Verse 2] Closing the doors to the lift and you're standing alone Just watching the floors going by and thinking of home But out in the street they're ready to beat you to death you know 'Cause five o'clock fever comes down like a cleaver and lets it flow You're searching forever... searching [Bridge] I'm... an... auto-mated ...humanoid... computer Born and raised and programmed by an electronic tutor Destined to fulfil - my given place within the system Created by technology and man's eternal wisdom Dum... dum.... dum... dum... dum.... dum... dum... [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] Walking outside of your cool quiet crib into hell You're carried along with the crowd and the throng and the smell Those brown and white faces with bags and briefcases are looking at me They're searching for something if only for one thing they'll never see They're searching for something if only for one thing they'll never see They're searching for something if only for one thing they'll never see They're searching for something if only for one thing they'll never see [Outro] Tick tick... tick tick... you're watching and working... and watching and working... Tick tick... tick tick... you're watching and working... and watching and working... Tick tick... tick tick... you're watching and working... and watching and working...