Graveyard Shift

I work in the office every evening
I work in the office late at night
I work for the firm of Thorn and Harding
The economic train is payload light

An electric picture glows beside me
Underneath the pulsing blade of light
Information education forming
Conversation entertainment waits

I know why I don't know why
Take me places I'll never be

There is music on the phone recording
A friendly voice says it will be alright
The man who feeds on the disease is calling
The man who steals is hiding out of sight

I know why I don't know why
Take me places I'll never be
See the face but find no trace
Mystery is everything



Credits
Writer(s): James Mcelroy
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