
Call Center Blues Songtext
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Up so early,
light rain's falling,
cold blue glass ahead.
Feeling numb
light rain's falling,
cold blue glass ahead.
Feeling numb
I took the lift -
tried to face up to another days work.
All the paper we throw away,
just to get through the day.
There's a man on the phone, and he's ready to blow;
so I put him on hold, as it buys me a little time
everyone knows that he's not gonna go away.
And the girl on the chair, said that nothing is fair;
but she wants to get payed
for the job she doesn't do.
Everyone said they don't pay enough anyway.
Cups of water
and a photo-copier
take me up to lunch.
Stare at my screen;
and I fall into a dream
say I won't be here for long.
All the paper we throw away,
just to keep ourselves sane.
There's a man on the phone, and he's ready to blow;
so I put him on hold, as it buys me a little time
everyone knows that he's not gonna go away.
And the girl on the chair, said that nothing is fair;
but she wants to get payed
for the job she doesn't do.
Everyone said they don't pay enough anyway.
tried to face up to another days work.
All the paper we throw away,
just to get through the day.
There's a man on the phone, and he's ready to blow;
so I put him on hold, as it buys me a little time
everyone knows that he's not gonna go away.
And the girl on the chair, said that nothing is fair;
but she wants to get payed
for the job she doesn't do.
Everyone said they don't pay enough anyway.
Cups of water
and a photo-copier
take me up to lunch.
Stare at my screen;
and I fall into a dream
say I won't be here for long.
All the paper we throw away,
just to keep ourselves sane.
There's a man on the phone, and he's ready to blow;
so I put him on hold, as it buys me a little time
everyone knows that he's not gonna go away.
And the girl on the chair, said that nothing is fair;
but she wants to get payed
for the job she doesn't do.
Everyone said they don't pay enough anyway.
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