It's getting late and I haven't done my work yet,
Red alert! Panic stations!
I guess it really IS my own fault,
Damn my procrastinations!
I could take the cowards way out,
Blame the fact I had to work.
In fact, that's what I'm going to do,
So off your face with that smirk!
Work keeps me away from family and friends,
And it doesn't care if it turns my life to mush.
Oh, hell, it's time to go...
I can't be late, must rush, must rush!
Run, run, out to catch the transport,
Hurry up and wait.
Too bad if I was a little slow,
In this job you can't be late.
Sorry for this piece of crap,
But really, what can I do?
Off to work it is again,
Oh, and Merry Christmas to you.