We Cut Corners - Overtures lyrics

[Verse 1] It's sad but acceptable you're a receptacale I've emptied you out now its time to refill you Pretending you're nice is a useful device When you are dealing with people that may want to k** you As workplaces go it's inhabitable The suggestion of fresh air, the sense of a window Most of the time I just look at the ground And my family portrait I keep it face down To say I'm A1 would be alphanumerical People in cubicals should not be sheperical [Chorus] You man the telesales, I'll bite my fingernails You take my temperature, I'll check your curvature You start the revolution, burn the furniture I'll make the overtures I'll make the overtures With movements ungraceful we rose from the table And danced like a drunk girl on a mechanical bull All there could see it was her leading me I was footless and free, she were willing me able Being an a**hole is just one of the symptoms People in gla**houses should not throw tantrums [Chorus] You man the telesales I'll bite my fingernails You take my temperature I'll check your curvature You start the revolution, burn the furniture I'll make the overtures I'll make the overtures I'll make the overtures I'll make the overtures Even if there is no witness, and there is no sound It's a nasty business Lets run it into the ground