Strawman - 8:25 lyrics

It's 8:25, I'm barely alive And my pressed necktie is a noose No doubt, all washed out In the herd's din, my chin lost its trim 8:25 I'm standing in line Huddled in arm with the day's only truth At 4:59, they've spent my mind I'll stumble back, slumped on a subway track Slim fit suit I know I'm just a wage slave Wearing my noose Begging for cut pay I know I'm just a wage slave It's 9:05, I've got no drive, I shudder seeing the Supe's sadist grin He watches us bicker, or even snitch And they can can our a** like a holiday gift Another temp job, lackey to a double boss Punching a PC, another day lost At 4:59, they've spent my mind I'll stumble back, slumped on a subway track