Shuffling Paper Testo

Slippers in the same place, cold tiles staring.
Water hits the face and I can see now.
Grey coat, blue tie,
Staring at the back of a van.
Same road, same ride,
With the traffic backed up again.
Ain❝t no site of the sunshine yet,
Only looking forward to later.
Maybe I can dream in the afternoon,
But as for right now it❝s time
For shuffling paper.

Paper-clip yuk-yuk, cheap conversation.
None of these people I wouldn❝t call my peers.
Staring at the coffee pot
Staring at the digital clock,
Seven more hours of this.

Cubicle next to me says ❝Hi,❝
Every now and again.
Can❝t think of nothing more exciting than a closet full of pencils and pens
Can❝t think of nothing more stimulating than a neon light and a stapler
I swear if I didn❝t have to pay my bills,
I wouldn❝t have to be here
Cold shuffling paper.
Shuffling paper.

You can kiss my assets goodbye.
You❝re a liability to my way of life.
I❝m insured but I have no assurance
That what I do here makes any bit of difference❦.
Besides shuffling paper.
Shuffling paper.