You
Can't Pay Me Enough To Care
I'd
love to quit and leave my old desk bare
To
vacate like I owe you nothing more
I
know you can't pay me enough to care
Each
morning I sink lower in my chair
And
accept the receding sight of shore
I'd
love to quit and leave my old desk bare
The
neural trap of the working day snare
That
starts with twitches and works to my core
So
bad you can't pay me enough to care
I
used to think that I had something rare
But
it's been squeezed till it became a sore
I'd
love to quit and leave my old desk bare
The
hours are taken and there's none spare
How
can a thing be both whirlwind and bore?
It
blows but you can't pay me enough to care
The
sun presses against the screen its glare
While
we're crushed by the never ending roar
I'd
love to quit and leave my old desk bare
Because
you can't pay me enough to care
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