Tick Tock, Tick Tock...
As seconds move on a clock
At work counting minutes, the hours moving slowly you stalk
Not trying to daydream, those thoughts you block
Until you hear your boss coming
It's like a wake the fcuk up knock
Tick tock tick tock
Counting those minutes
As get that one co worker who is jolly and happy
Like that character Grimace
The one who hung out with Ronald, the hamburgurlar and Birdie
Not to get off subject but have a few co-wokers that look furry
Some of them need to stop hanging with Bert and Ernie
For real
As the amusement in a work day passes on
We let bygones be bygones
While others patrol the hallways like outlaws
Cup of coffee all day in their hand
As the peasants work their butt off getting slammed
Staring at screens all day
Sounds of tick tocking is heard far away
Heels walking slamming hard on the floors dont sound delayed
Thinking about being out of here at home
Eating some honey combs
The night sky appears like a creepy gnome
Toss and turn in bed all days thoughts start in the head to roam