Thursday – For The Workforce, Drowning(straight From The Cd B lyrics

Falling from the top floor, your lungs fill like parachutes,
the windows go rushing by, the people inside,
they're dressed for the funeral in black and white,
these ties strangle our necks, hanging in the closet,
filed in the cubicle without a name, just numbers on a resume,
stored in the mainframe, marked for delete,

please take these hands
throw them in the river
wash away the things they've never held
please take these hands
throw me in the river dont let me drown
before the workday ends

"Nine to Five" and we're up to our necks drowning
in the seconds, ingesting the morning commute,
lost in a subway sleep--
now we lie wide awake in our parents' beds,
tossing and turning, tomorrow we'll get up and drive to work,
in single file, with everyday just like the last:
waiting for the life to start, it's always just ahead of the curve...

please take these hands
throw them in the river
wash away the things they've never held
please take these hands
throw me in the river dont let me drown
before the workday ends

just keep making copies, of copies, of copies, when will it end... it will never end
until it gets so bad that the ink fills out fingerprints
and the silhouette of your own face becomes the black cloud of war
even in our dreams we're so afraid the weight will offset who we are
all those breaths that you took have now been cancelled in your lungs
last night my teeth fell out like ivory typewriter keys,
and all the monuments and skyscraoers burned down and filled the sea.
save our ship, the anchor is part of the desk
we can't cut free, water is flooding the desks
the memo's sent through the currents, computer's spark like flares--
I can see them but they don't touch me, touch me
please someone, teach me how to swim, please don't let me drown

touch me touch me please someone teach me how to swim
please don't let me drown
please don't let me drown