Unplug

(Spoken)
This one,
This one is for all of my programmers out there:
All of the developers who push through to meet the dead line,
The security researchers who work the extra shifts on the pen-tests;
Those that can't get away, and have nothing to get away to

(Rap) [Chorus]
I signed the first line, it was just 9-to-5
Quickly realized it became 9-to-9
twenty-four/seven/three-sixty-five
A process that separated me from my life
Need to unplug but I'm still online
Gotta pay the bills, every month, on time
You want all the hours? you can have 'em all, fine
This is my life so make it all (mine, mine, mine)

It's the road to success, no shortcut the steps
Instead, just another long day ahead
But I've gotta do well, stand out; achieve
First person in, last one to leave
Time doesn't matter, nothing comes for free
Scattered, I'm climbing that ladder to succeed
The factors will change, reactin' with the speed
Capture that flag, I'm runnin' with glee
After the fact, they didn't get the message
Pushin' new changes, eleventh-hour sessions
Eat in my cube, breath in my cube
Log a full day, fall asleep in my cube
I'm a laborer, worker; nothin' like royal
Please, my desk lamp burns like midnight oil
Crushin' eleven hours, workin' seven days
Scratchin' for a promotion, waitin' for a raise
(riff)
(spoken)
Now you see what I'm talkin' about
(riff)
Trust me, I feel for you
We've all been there
It's like...
(riff)
Work is...
Just...
More work.
And,
(riff)
there's no end to it
not even a break

(Rap)
Bus ride home, I'm just another commoner
Embraced every night by the glow of my monitors
Can't keep a pet like a housecat or lapdog
Only thing sittin' on my couch is a laptop
No family around, no cousins or brothers
No girlfriend, no significant other
alone all the time, even when I'm not supposed to be
alone in my apartment, (pause) shopping for groceries
alone out in public, so nobody noticed me
I've only closed out but I can talk about it openly
Tried to meet people, it's so much guesswork
Gym memberships, online social networks
Community service, drinks with cubes
The bars and the dance clubs just weren't my scene
Nothin' feels right, I don't know what it means
So I'm back in my office, in front of my screen

[Chorus]
Signed the first line, it was just 9-to-5
Quickly realized it became 9-to-9
twenty-four/seven/three-sixty-five
A process that separated me from my life
Need to unplug but you're still online
And you gotta pay the bills, every month, on time
You want all the hours? you can have 'em all, fine
This is my life so make it all (mine, all mine, all mine)

Down to a science, I've almost mastered it
Such a vicious cycle, can't you see the pattern yet?
No free minutes when I'm always workin' overtime
I know I go and try but my life is broken, pulverized
Work and more and more, there's less time to socialize
And that's just a gamble, so why try and roll the dice?
Either in the office or by myself at home, at night
Plus I stopped believin' there's no reason keepin' hope alive

(riff, every 2 lines)
Now you see there's never time, face to face
Always spendin' hours writin' queries for a database
I code for the future somethin' last minute
Where does free time begin if work doesn't finish?
Runnin' out of time; makin' hours, wanna stay
There's just twenty-four a day and I gave 'em all away
"This is just temporary," that's what they _all_ say
Never gonna change, forever the same always.
(end riffs)

(background)
Unplug, unplug, unplug
You just need to unplug
Unplug, unplug, unplug
All work and no play makes a dull Jew
Unplug, unplug, unplug
We just need to unplug
Unplug, unplug, unplug
All work and no play makes a dull Jew


(Rap) [Chorus]
Signed the first line, it was just 9-to-5
Quickly realized it became 9-to-9
twenty-four/seven/three-sixty-five
A process that separated me from my life
Need to unplug but you're still online
And you gotta pay the bills, every month, on time
You want all the hours? you can have 'em all, fine
This is my life so make it all (mine, all mine, all mine)

[Chorus]
Signed the first line, it was just 9-to-5
Quickly realized it became 9-to-9
twenty-four/seven/three-sixty-five
A process that separated me from my life
(riffs every line)
Need to unplug but you're still online
And you gotta pay the bills, every month, on time
You want all the hours? you can have 'em all, fine
This is my life so make it all (mine, all mine, all mine)

(Background, echos)
Signed the first line, it was just 9-to-5

Quickly realized it became 9-to-9

twenty-four/seven/three-sixty-five (Unplug, unplug, unplug)

A process that separated me from my life (All work and no play makes a dull Jew)

(Rap)[Chorus]
(fade out)