9 to 5'ers anthem
Aesop Rock Lyrics

Zoom in to the fuming of an aggravated breed
Examine closely the anger and frustration of a specific group of people

Via the study of post-adolesent agitated seeds
Through the exploration of young adults who are restless and discontent

Half the patients wasted self pride at Commencement
Many individuals lost their self-esteem during graduation

So I focus on the urban Oxygen samples, the hot that made it breathe
I pay attention to the struggles and challenges of city life, the air that sustains it

They sold Pompeii impression, waste infections
They marketed the destruction and chaos as a desirable image

And twelve steps to lesson
And tried to provide solutions through a twelve-step program

Cretins swiftly tippy toe on hard to swallow, barter concepts
Ignorant individuals cautiously navigate difficult and challenging ideas for their own gain

The give-it get-it, never let it self pass the word, eyeing stubbornness
The exchange of goods and services, with a reluctance to share or give up anything

Martyrs talks money causes in a harvesting Spartacus
Sacrificing oneself for financial gain, inspired by the tale of Spartacus

And someone, I've thrown long Hail Mary bombs
And sometimes, I've taken big risks in hopes of success

Toward cookie-cutter Mother Natures bedazzled synthetic fabrics
Towards artificial and standardized versions of the natural world

Life treats the peasants like They tried to fuck his woman while he slept inside
The lower-class individuals are mistreated as if they have offended a higher authority

Well they're merely chasing perfectionist emblems
They are only pursuing symbols of perfection

When the clock strikes nine
When the workday begins

I'll be waking with the best of routine caffiene team players
I will start the day with determination and join the productive group

For the cycle of it
Because it's part of the daily routine of work

Under a dusted angel heartstring Big Brother is watching
Under a surveillance system, constantly monitored and controlled

My odometer like buzzard to fallen elk, talking stealth
My odometer advances stealthily like a vulture to its prey

We got babies, rubber stamps, and briefcase parts
We have responsibilities, bureaucratic and corporate symbols

We on some door-to-door now
We are engaged in direct sales and promotion

Order ten dollars or more, we'll shove it down your throat for free
If you spend a certain amount, we will aggressively sell you more items

I'll sacrifice my inborn tendencies
I will give up my natural inclinations

For copper pennies for one commanding 'Gimme that'
In exchange for minimal payment, I will demand the desired object

So we can retain baby fat
So we can hold onto our innocence and purity

Make the biter snake bedlam
Cause chaos and confusion among those who deceive and manipulate

Holocaust freak, heckle shiesty brain headroom shaped planet
An ominous presence that taunts and challenges the manipulative world

Make a move, pause, make a move break cannon
Take action, then hesitate, and take further action, causing disruption

Bent barrel one eight zero, you'll turn, squeeze, ending
If you're facing a dangerous situation, you may react impulsively, leading to a tragic outcome

It's on like it's never been
It's happening with an intensity and urgency never seen before

It's bleeding well
It's causing significant harm and suffering

It's bigger than a breadbox
It's larger and more complex than it may seem

It can roast my leaky finance
It can cause severe damage to my unstable financial situation

I'll take my seat atop the Brooklyn Bridge
I'll find a place of observation and contemplation at a symbolic location

With a Coke and a bag of chips
With simple pleasures to accompany me

To watch a thousand lemmings plummet just because The first one slipped
To witness the blind conformity and self-destruction of many individuals due to a single mistake

Sometimes I laugh at victory, kissing these little question marks
Sometimes I find amusement and uncertainty in the face of success

I tend to underestimate my average
I often underestimate my own abilities and achievements

Just another bastard savage
Just an ordinary person with flaws and imperfections

Someday you'll all eat out of my cold hand
One day, you will all rely on me and my authority

'Cause every dog has its day
Because everyone has a moment of triumph and success

At which point, I'll pull it away
At that moment, I will deny others their desired outcome

Now we the American working population
Now, as the American working population

Hate the fact that eight hours a day
We dislike the fact that we spend eight hours a day

Is wasted on chasing the dream of someone that isn't us
Is spent pursuing the aspirations of others, not our own

And we may not hate our jobs
And while we may not despise our individual jobs

But we hate jobs in general
We dislike jobs as a concept in general

That don't have to do with fighting our own causes
That don't involve fighting for our own personal beliefs and goals

We the American working population
As the American working population

Hate the nine-to-five day-in day-out
Dislike the repetitive and monotonous nine-to-five work routine

When we'd rather be supporting ourselves
When we would prefer to be financially sustaining ourselves

By being paid to perfect the pasttimes
By earning money to excel in our personal pursuits and interests

That we have harbored based solely on the fact
That we have cherished solely because

That it makes us smile if it sounds dope
That it brings joy and excitement to our lives if it sounds impressive

It's the year of the silkworm
This is the time for quiet and diligent progress

Everything I built burned yesterday
Everything I had worked to create was destroyed recently

Let's display the purpose that these stilts serve
Let's show the significance and intention behind these seemingly unstable foundations

Elevate the spreading of the silk germ
Raise awareness and promote the growth of our unique ideas and creations

Trying to weave a web but all that I believe in is dead
Attempting to create something meaningful, but feeling disillusioned and hopeless

Nah brother, it's the year of the jackal
No, my friend, it's a time for cunning and opportunistic actions

Saddle up on high horse
Prepare yourself for a position of superiority and authority

My torch forced Polaris embarrassed
My guiding light, my sense of purpose, embarrassed by my actions

Shackle up the hassle by the dooming legend marriage
Suppress and control the difficulties and challenges through a doomed alliance

I bought some new sneakers
I acquired some new material possessions

I just hope my legacy matches
I hope that my accomplishments and reputation align with my aspirations

It's the year of the landshark
Now is the time for fierce and aggressive actions

Dry as sand, parched, damn get these men some water
Thirsty and desperate for relief, these individuals need help and support

They're out there being slaughtered
They are being targeted and harmed

In meaningless wars so you don't have to bother
Engaging in wars that hold no real purpose, so you can avoid the burden

And can sit and soak the idiotbox trying to fuck their daughters
And can sit passively in front of the television, attempting to distract themselves

Man it's the year of the Orphan
Man, it's a time of feeling abandoned and disconnected

Seated adjacent to the firefly circling the torches on your porches
Sitting close to the shining lights surrounding your comfortable homes

Trying to guard the fortress of a king they've never seen or met
Attempting to protect and defend the interests of a ruler they are unaware of

But all are trained to murder at the first sign of a threat
But are all conditioned to be violent and aggressive when faced with danger

Maybe it's the year of the waterbug
Perhaps it's a time for adaptability and resilience, like a water bug

Cockroach utter thug specimen
A tough and resilient individual, like a cockroach

Your response, dreaming of your next of kin
Your reaction, daydreaming about your future family

I'm still dealing with this mess I'm in
I'm still struggling and trying to handle my current difficult situation

I've been the object of your ridicule
I have been the target of your mockery and scorn

You've been a bitch lieutenant
You have been subservient and obedient to those in power

God it's the year of the underpaid employee
God, it's a time of being undervalued and undercompensated as a worker

Spitting forty plus a week
Working tirelessly for over forty hours a week

And trying to rape earth on my off time
And attempting to exploit the earth's resources during my limited free time

You bought dizzy, I can't keep myself busy enough
You purchased a state of confusion, while I struggle to stay occupied

So you can run run run
So you can continue to flee and avoid facing the challenges

And I'ma let you think you won
And I will allow you to believe that you have achieved victory

Fumble outta bed and stumble to the kitchen
Get up clumsily from bed and walk unsteadily to the kitchen

Pour myself a cup of ambition and
Fill a cup with motivation and determination, and

Yawn and stretch and my life is a mess and
Yawn and stretch, realizing that my life is chaotic

If I never make it home today, God bless
If I never return home today, I hope for God's blessings