On The Clock Lyrics - A Global Threat

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