Sleepwalking on the clock,   my knee’s are giving way.   My ears are ringing,   my life is wasting.   From 9 to 5, this is where I’ll remain.   I want to go home, my ears are still ringing.   Its hard to find a way out.   I always thought I could avoid this.   This Tedium.   I’ll slouch my head in public,   and I’ll break my back in two.   Because breaking my back is all I can do.   New York minutes pass like middle America seconds.