Can’t hear you Kazi

Out on the floor, machines hummin’ low,

We call on the radio, but you never show.

“Kazi, Kazi, where you at today?”

Static’s all we get, then it fades away.

Oh Kazi, pick up your radio,

We’re stuck here waitin’, don’t you know?

You’re the supervisor, you run the show,

But your radio’s quieter than fresh fallen snow.

Break time’s gone, and the line’s backed up,

We’re hollerin’ for answers, but it’s just bad luck.

Maybe you’re hidin’ in the office chair,

Or maybe that radio just ain’t there.

Oh Kazi, pick up your radio,

We’re stuck here waitin’, don’t you know?

You’re the supervisor, you run the show,

But your radio’s quieter than fresh fallen snow.

We tried channel one, we tried channel two,

Everybody’s laughin’ ‘cause it’s always you.

If silence was golden, you’d be rich for sure,

But man, we just need an answer, nothing more.

Kazi, pick up your radio,

We’re beggin’ and we’re pleadin’, don’t say no.

Supervisor, c’mon, don’t be slow,

Grab that mic and let your voice echo!

Until that day, when your voice comes through,

We’ll keep on singin’ this song about you.

Ohhh Kazi… answer your radiooo…