The audacity
I swear they think they have it rough
They’ve never worked hard a day in their life
(Verse 1)
Everyday I’m climbing tall ladders on columns
Never complained even when my life is full of problems
Nothing is ever easy, this is real men’s work
Working on channel covers cause they need a hot torque
Most of the studs are stuck and rusted
Hammer them away until my elbows feel busted
When I go home I’m covered in sweat, oil and dirt
Go to work the next day, but wont say my body hurt
Because that’s what a working man supposed to do
But my boss says check your email cause that’s work too
So I reach for my fob key to unlock the screen
Then I realized I must’ve dropped it on E twenty thirteen
I feel annoyed, this will absolutely ruin my week
Cause now I have to go to the building full of geeks
(Chorus)
I T got the audacity
To act like their brain is at max capacity
And think mechanics can’t figure out shit
So drop your floppy discs and put up your fists
Let’s see if you got the chin to take on a straight hit
(Verse 2)
Walk into the I T building already annoyed
Said this key ain’t working, says my account is void
They roll their eyes and put down their Pokemon cards
And said “Did you even try to go to the menu and restart?”
I said “How about you just fix the god damn key?”
They said “whoa sir, there isn’t a reason to be mean,
My life is hard already, my Pokemon would agree,
I’ll fix your key, as long as you don’t make a scene”
I throw them the stupid key, the computer said it was corrupt
They asked “well, sir, did you even set it up?”
Since when is that my job? I’m here to fix F C C
They said “it’s really easy if you follow the screen”
I wanna throw them in front of a train in a tunnel
Because never in my life have I ever been so befuddled
(Chorus)
I T got the audacity
To act like their brain is at max capacity
And think mechanics can’t figure out shit
So drop your floppy discs and put up your fists
Let’s see if you got the chin to take on a straight hit
(Verse 3)
I can’t take these geeks, need to sweep them off the street
And put them to real work that got them shaking from their feet
Throw them outside where everywhere they go they have to meet
With mechanics that don’t give two shits about what they think
They’ll act sick, like they ate some rotten meat
Then go to the clinic but they’re really crying in defeat
They don’t know what an honest days work entails
Because they’re too busy pretending they’re on Pokemon trails
Because they know how to “reboot” or open a computer case
They really think they can talk shit right up to your face
Am I crazy? What gives these losers this sense of power?
Now they taking too long, my job gonna hit the eleventh hour
I give up, can’t look these nerds in the eye
I storm out in the middle of their good bye
Call my boss, tell him I gotta hurry, need the crew to huddle
He asked “What’s wrong? I’ve never heard you so befuddled”
I’m going back to work
Screw emails
(End)