Hell's a Day Job

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[Verse 1] Clock in, kick the door, clipboard under my arm Got a fresh list of names and a customer with charm The printer eats the contract, the phone won’t quit its ring I sign my name in red ink, then I charge for everything [Pre-Chorus] The team’s in the hallway, arguing over the van I’ve got a plan, it’s a terrible plan [Chorus] I.M.P., we punch the clock downstairs Take your little problem, put it on the stairs Blitzø’s got the keys and a grin too wide Hell’s a day job, and I’m along for the ride [Verse 2] Moxxie checks the paperwork, Millie checks the blade Loona rolls her eyes like she’s not getting paid A portal opens sideways, the schedule’s running late I tell the client, “No worries”—then I lock the wrong gate [Pre-Chorus] The team’s in the hallway, arguing over the van I’ve got a plan, it’s a terrible plan [Chorus] I.M.P., we punch the clock downstairs Take your little problem, put it on the stairs Blitzø’s got the keys and a grin too wide Hell’s a day job, and I’m along for the ride [Bridge] Boss says, “Be professional”—I say, “Define the word” The waiting room is screaming, but at least the forms got filed One more call, one more mess, one more invoice signed We’re a family, more or less—don’t put that in writing, fine [Final Chorus] I.M.P., we punch the clock downstairs Take your little problem, put it on the stairs Blitzø’s got the keys and a grin too wide Hell’s a day job, and I’m along for the ride [Outro] Clock out? Not a chance. The phone just rang again.