Sicko

Sicko - On The Clock songtekst

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This place is always hiring a brand new bunch of morons

It must be rather tiring, squeezing blood from doorknobs

This is your life and you're going nowhere

and it's your fault you're here, it's not our place to care



I don't get paid enough for this, the stress might break my back

Working with idiots will give you a heart attack

'cause this is your life and you're going nowhere

they don't pay me enough to pretend that I care



And all we do is sit around and talk

And dream about the day we're gonna walk

Smile, you're on the clock



Here comes Jim the supervisor, everyone look busy

don't forget to smile at him, he thinks it's a conspiracy

'cause this is his life and he's going nowhere

they don't pay him to think, they don't pay him to care



And all we do is sit around and talk

And dream about the day we're gonna walk

Smile, you're on the clock



Resent the upper management, they treat us like children

If it weren't for the free doughnuts, 

we'd probably have to kill them

'cause this is our life and we're going nowhere

they don't pay me enough to pretend that I care



And all we do is sit around and talk

And dream about the day we're gonna walk

And laugh about all the clowns we mock

Smile, you're on the clock
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