Letra de Data Entry
There are no windows, there is no escape
Get your hands off of me, you damn dirty ape
There is a roomful of college degrees
Burning their eyes out, doing data entry

I sit among them but I don’t earn much
I work from 9 to 5 ‘cause I ache for your touch

I just need 50 bucks so that I can take the bus
For five short hours, you turn me into us
This job, it sucks my soul right through my fingertips
It’s worth the 40 hours so that I can kiss your lips

I sit among them but I don’t earn much
I work from 9 to 5 ‘cause I ache for your touch

Get off of work at 5, cash my check at the bank
Go home, change out of my suit ‘cause it’s getting pretty rank
I grab a bagel but I’m too excited to eat
I ride the Greyhound, floating miles above my seat

I sit among them but I don’t earn much
I work from 9 to 5 ‘cause I ache for your touch