This Job Sucks!

Yeah, I'm an R4 trying to hold this wreck together

Schedules, wars, and storms, coordinating bad weather

We build the plans, we make it fair

But half the crew just isn't there

(We try to make it fun, but the fun's gone numb)

We're juggling chaos while they're chewing gum

This job sucks (Yeah it does)

So be kind to your R4s and your R5, boss

No glory, no fame, just endless pain

Still we log in again and again

It's a thankless grind

Don't make us quit

Respect the ones who deal with this shit

Yeah!

(Yeah!)

Yeah!

It's buster day, shields up in three clicks flat

We've warned you ten times, what's up with that?

Boom!

There goes another unshielded base

Now we're cleaning up your digital disgrace

(We sigh, we cry, we die inside)

Just three taps away from staying alive

This job sucks (say it loud)

So be kind to your R4s and your R5, crowd

No bonus XP, no medal drop

We're just holding the line till our hearts pop

Hive lines crooked like a broken spine

I said straight lines not chaos design

Parkings art, not anarchy's game

Yet every base looks the fucking same

(We nudge, we beg, we realign)

But the hive still looks drunk every time (Yeah)

Then comes the R5, king of the storm

Taking all the heat, politics in swarm

Drama explodes, complaints never quit

The chat's on fire, they're done with it

(They smile, they snap, they hide the pain)

R5's thinking "never again!"

"Never again!"

"Never again!"

This job fucking sucks

We still stay tough

So be kind to your R4's and your R5, love

We bleed in pixels, we laugh through the pain

Tomorrow we'll do it all over again

Yeah, this job sucks

But we play the game, yeah!