The Working Dead (feat. Kate Micucci)

Tired from work
 Hate my job
 I really oughta be in mourning
 But I've got another shift this morning
 Everyday feels like it's never-ending
 What's the point of all this time I'm spending
 Here
 At this
 Dead-end job
 Oh
 We are the working dead
 And we lurch for minimum wage
 But I'd really rather be
 Eating your brain
 Look at you -- you seem so bright and healthy
 And your minds are full of joy and wonder
 Stay a thousand miles from the condition
 That I've got from all the stress I'm under
 Don't come near me or you might encourage
 All these terrifying sudden urges
 Seeing you makes skipping work so tempting
 Don't you know that in the night, I'm temping
 Here
 At this
 Dead-end job
 Oh
 We are the working dead
 And we lurch for minimum wage
 But I'd really rather be
 Eating your brain