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Lyrics
[Verse]
Clock hands drag like a rusted chain
Boss man's barking driving me insane
Breakroom smells like yesterday's regret
[Chorus]
They make a dollar I make a dime
That's why I shit on company time
Flush away their rules I’m feeling fine
[Verse 2]
Hard hat dreams in a steel cage town
Grime on my hands boots worn down
Freedom’s a whisper but the grind’s too loud
[Prechorus]
Punch the clock break the mold
Sell my soul for a little gold
[Chorus]
They make a dollar I make a dime
That's why I shit on company time
Flush away their rules I’m feeling fine
[Bridge]
Freedom calls from the bathroom stall
Graffiti truths scrawled on the wall
They own my hours but not my soul
Details
GeneratedJul 14, 2025
Duration2:57
LanguageEnglish
Style
punchy drums, rock, fun and rebellious energy, up-tempo, electric, electric guitars with a twang, country rock, male vocals
Credits
Prompt by
Kevin Laden
Kevin Laden ModelAria v4
Prompt
electric guitars with a twang, electric, male vocals, country rock, punchy drums, rock, up-tempo, fun and rebellious energy they make a dollar and I make a dime that why I shit on company time
