Professional Liar

The alarm goes off, it's a quarter to eight

I iron the slacks, I can never be late

A splash of the soy in the dark roasted brew

I'm off to the office to dictate to you

I sit at the desk with the mahogany gleam

The vital conductor of the modern regime

I draft up the memos, I shift the delay

I make sure that nothing gets finished today

They say that the devil is out in the wild

But I'm in a cubicle, so calm and so mild

I type out a paragraph, alter a phrase

And plunge a whole city right into a maze

Oh, I'm a professional, practicing art!

Telling the world that I'm doing my part!

I smile for the camera, I put out the fire

Just a nine-to-five, suit and the tie, an everyday liar

(Tick... tock... watch the clock...)

I'm bringing the harm with a pen and a grin

By the time I go home, let the lying begin!

At half-past eleven, I sit in a room

And casually schedule an industry's doom

We call it "efficiency," call it "the plan,"

A bloodless assault on the everyday man

I'm pushing the papers, I'm clearing the tray

I'm taking your livelihood cleanly away

It isn't malicious, it's never abstract

It's just an adjustment to the social contract

They say that the devil is out in the wild

But I'm in a cubicle, an innocent child

I type out the rules, they do not make sense

They give me a purpose, while I enjoy watching you bend

Oh, I'm a professional, practicing art!

Telling the world that I'm doing my part!

I smile for the camera, I enjoy the fires

Just a suit and a tie, don't dare call me a liar

(Tick... tock... watch the clock...)

I'm bringing the change that is my thing

The lies are my meaning, where to begin!

I'm making an impact. I'm leaving a mark

I'm keeping the engines alive in the dark

You think it's the tyrants who ruin the lands?

It's the men with the coffee and very clean hands

Just signing the lines