The Work at Hand

[Verse 1]
I was paying attention
But maybe not at the right time
You're repeating verbatim the final ultimatum
And all I'm thinking is how to make it rhyme

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I'm doing what I'm meant to do
Exploring inner space
Amazing I can see right through
The disappointment on your face

[Chorus]
I decree, take the boots to me
And I demand to be strangled by the work at hand
I'll be gone with my boots still on
'Cause I can't stand to ever leave the work at hand

[Verse 2]
I was coming apart
At the scissors of another sleepless night
I was looking at your hair with a thousand-yard stare
'Cause I couldn't bear to look you in the eyes

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I was born under a neon sign
And I don't give a fuck
Tell me what I'm signifying
When I'm run down by a laundry truck

[Chorus]
I decree, take the boots to me
And I demand to be strangled by the work at hand
I'll be gone with my boots still on
'Cause I can't stand to ever leave the work at hand

[Bridge]
Work, work, I do the work
Work, work, I do the work
Work, work, I do the work

[Chorus]
I decree, take the boots to me
And I demand to be strangled by the work at hand
I'll be gone with my boots still on
'Cause I can't stand to ever leave the work at hand

[Outro]
I recall not that much at all
But I regret the little things I can't forget
I'll be gone (I'm doing what I'm meant to do)
With my boots still on (Destroying people's lives)
'Cause I can't stand (Careful or I'll screw you too)
To ever leave the work at hand