Clocked In

I tried to apply
I can't get loose
My day is to myself
Put my brain in a noose

[chorus]
Buzzer sounds, gotta move
Feet move, legs move, hands move, brain moves....
Real slow

I gotta' be on time
Just to collect my reward
I gotta stand in line
Makes me feel so fucking bored

'boss barks orders at me
But I can't yell back
'cause whenever I try....
Get that son of a bitch off my back

[bridge]
I have this problem every morning,
I gotta' face the clock;
Punch in, punch out, it makes me so pissed off
One of these days I'm gonna smash it off the wall!
Go home!