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TWO WEEKS NOTICE lyrics by Glow Mechanics, Tabby

Chorus, Tabby
I can’t come to work right now
I’m trying to find my way before I drown
Been suffocating too long in this bubble
Won’t be surprised if I die, yeah

Verse 1, Tabby
Put another show on
Any uniform, that’s another costume on
I don’t care ‘bout your day
I don’t shit where I eat, but it’s something you can chew on
You have lost your mind
If you think my time is yours for the taking
Give a nod and a smile
The exhaustion is wild and my sanity is
Break-break-break-break-break it down and assimilate
I’m just, I’m just getting paid
I’m more than, more than a pretty face
I’m done in about ten minutes stay?

Chorus, Tabby
I can’t come to work right now
I’m trying to find my way before I drown
Been suffocating too long in this bubble
Won’t be surprised if I die, yeah

Verse 2, Glow Mechanics
I won’t worry ?
I was trained tough for money ?
Now I’m paying cash for thirty ?
? than a stain on a shirt
Free polo with a logo that really ain’t a perk
It’s like hitting? my soul with a cattle prod
? gassed up
Boomer keep babblin’ on
Holding bag of ?
Drift on? to south side
Watch I could be ramblin’ on
Used to shine bright
? violet light
Take a color world
Turn, grade it? black and white
Used to want the smoke
Used to want it all
But the homies are in cities
? all along
? things are buttery smooth
Waking up every day in a sunnier mood
Fuck you, fuck you, you’re cool, and fuck you
Watch me roll two L’s with this W2

Bridge?, Glow Mechanics, Tabby
Do what you love
But buddy you’ll never make it
So you better sell your time and your soul for some labor
Something sour ? but I can’t time clock it
All I know is that Greg in accounting better watch it
Whistle while you work
I’m stabbing my damn ear drums
Circle back to something I’m trying to steer clear from
Your foosball table ain’t culture
And the rituals really got it feeling like a cult here
With all due respect, which is none
I’d throw the whole department under the bus for fun (for fun?)
It’s about my mind not fun
So I pull a latter-half Steve Miller and run
Can’t really describe it
But the vibe up in this office is ?
?
I can’t breathe I’m feeling nauseous
Got whiskey in my coffee
Double with the tunnel vision
Man I should have never clocked in

Chorus, Tabby
I can’t come to work
I can’t come to work right now
I’m trying to find my way before I drown
Been suffocating too long in this bubble
It’s like you want me to die, yeah