Song Description
A man realizes that his life in a cubicle, goofing off and daydreaming at work, is not what he was meant for. But he's trying to remember that it's HIS fault that he's there, not something that just "happened" to him.
| Song Length |
3:39 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock, Rock - Modern |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Gloomy, Outraged |
Subject |
Prisoner, Sorrow |
| Similar Artists |
Ben Folds, James Blunt |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
The Cube
Vox/Guitars: Owen Sartori
Drums: John Ferraro
Bass: Dave Marotta
Piano/Keys: Chris Mosher
Backing Vox: Carolyn Koenig, Daniel Holter
Electric Guitar: Mike Standal
Percussion: Daniel Holter
Another beautiful day in the cube.
There's data to be entered by this paper-pushing fool.
You know, I never see the connection
between the face in the computer's reflection and this micromanaged you.
So tired, so barren, so bloody uninspired.
Call it cubicle or coffin,
from the moment that I log in my mind plays hide-and-seek.
You know, I never feel like working.
If they knew how much they pay me for surfing I wouldn't last a week.
Command or strong demand that this...
That this should be my life.
Such a cruel joke that this should be my life.
Oh, my life.
What's important is the paycheck.
If you can never mind the train wreck you just might make it through the week.
What a pitiful existence, always kneeling to the resistance,
never rising up to take yourself a peek.
Over this grey divider, this foul obstruction, this shameful notion...
That this... That this should be my life.
Such a cruel joke that this should be my life.
Oh, such a cruel joke that this should be my life.
I'm more startled than I'm scared. More angry than I'm sad I'm not yet there.
Fool me once I'm still the shameful, still the fool and still to blame for this.
That this should be my life.
Such a cruel joke that this should be my life.
Oh, such a cruel joke that this should be my life.
I'm more startled than I'm scared. More angry than I'm sad