9 To 5 At The Morgue

Within the pale white walls from 9 to 5 day after day i feel no more alive that the stiff that lies the table before me wake up to early to twist the key stumble on over to the mr. coffee pour myself a warm black existence within the pale white walls from 9 to 5 day after day i feel so cold inside like the stiff that lies the table before me wake up to early to twist the key stumble on over to the mr. coffee pour myself a warm black existence 9 to 5 at the morgue overtime for the corpse hypnotized by the hum of the freezer hypnotized by the look in your eyes hypnotized by the pallid cadaver hypnotized by the look in your eyes the truth is harsher than you think it's the hair that fills the sink or the wrinkles around your eyes until you're old and hypnotized 9 to 5 die and die die and draw flies this day is never going to end for me the end is closer that you think so pour yourself another drink and don't let it get to you cause that's exactly what it will do 9 to 5 die and die die and draw flies stitch his lips and shut his eyes 9 to 5 at the morgue