Tick Tock

Tick Tock, Tick Tock...

As seconds move on a clock

At work counting minutes, the hours moving slowly you stalk

Not trying to daydream, those thoughts you block

Until you hear your boss coming 

It's like a wake the fcuk up knock

Tick tock tick tock

Counting those minutes

As get that one co worker who is jolly and happy 

Like that character Grimace

The one who hung out with Ronald, the hamburgurlar and Birdie

Not to get off subject but have a few co-wokers that look furry

Some of them need to stop hanging with Bert and Ernie

For real

As the amusement in a work day passes on

We let bygones be bygones

While others patrol the hallways like outlaws

Cup of coffee all day in their hand

As the peasants work their butt off getting slammed

Staring at screens all day

Sounds of tick tocking is heard far away

Heels walking slamming hard on the floors dont sound delayed

Thinking about being out of here at home

Eating some honey combs

The night sky appears like a creepy gnome

Toss and turn in bed all days thoughts start in the head to roam