PNW Working Worker Working

Written and Produced by William Hack

Hey Fucker, I'm Working at Work

[Verse]

Hey fucker I'm clocked in tight

Punching keys under neon light

My chair spins round like a disco fight

Stapler in my hand feels kinda right

[Prechorus]

Copy machines hum a steady beat

My cubicle's the hottest seat

No overtime just endless heat

[Chorus]

I'm working at work oh yeah

Filing dreams like I don't care

Paper jams got nothing on me

I'm the king of this office spree

[Verse 2]

Coffee in my veins I'm wide awake

My boss walks by I fake no break

Fluorescent sun it's a vibe I make

Cubicle kingdom it's mine to take

[Prechorus]

The water cooler's gossip spills

It fuels my fire my power drills

I’m stacking wins like corporate hills

[Chorus]

I'm working at work oh yeah

Filing dreams like I don't care

Paper jams got nothing on me

I'm the king of this office spree

Working at Work

[Verse]

Hey fucker I'm working at work

Flipping tables flipping smirks

This place ain't gold it's just dirt

The air's too thick to breathe or flirt

[Prechorus]

Manager's watching but I don't see

They can't take the cool out of me

[Chorus]

This restaurant doesn't really care about you

Clock in clock out that's what we do

Serve it hot serve it fast

They forget you in a flash

This restaurant doesn't really care about you

[Verse 2]

Napkins falling ketchup stains

Customers with ketchup brains

"Can I get extra on my plate?"

Sure you can but it's too late

[Prechorus]

They ask for smiles but I just stare

Tips won't fix the cracks in here

[Chorus]

This restaurant doesn't really care about you

Clock in clock out that's what we do

Serve it hot serve it fast

They forget you in a flash

This restaurant doesn't really care about you

Coffee Shop

[Verse]

I've never had a job

But if I did

It'd be a fucking coffee shop

I'd be the best at it

[Chorus]

I'd say

"Here's your coffee

Bitch"

"Here's your coffee

Bitch"

I'd say

"Here's your coffee

Bitch"

"Here's your coffee

Bitch"

Hey Fucks

[Verse]

Hey fucks I'm deliverin' food to apartment

And I'm the best

I'm the motherfuckin' best

Fuck you

Hey fucks I'm deliverin' food to apartment

And I'm the best

I'm the motherfuckin' best

Fuck you

Hey fucks I'm deliverin' food to apartment

And I'm the best

I'm the motherfuckin' best

Fuck you

Hey fucks I'm deliverin' food to apartment

And I'm the best

I'm the motherfuckin' best

Fuck you

[Chorus]

And fuck you

Fuck you

And fuck you

Fuck you

And fuck you

Fuck you

And fuck you

Fuck you

Retail Rebels

[Verse]

Hey fucker yeah I’m stacking the racks

Flipping these tags while the speakers smack

This retail life it’s a whole new show

We laugh at the customers they don’t even know

[Prechorus]

Price checks

Name tags

Chaos in the aisle

We’re the queens of this kingdom

Making it worthwhile

[Chorus]

Retail rebels

We’re breaking the rules

Cashing out swag while we’re looking so cool

You want a discount

Nah you gotta pay

Retail rebels run this every day

[Verse 2]

Barcode beeps it’s a digital symphony

Managers lurking but they ain’t got energy

We see the Karen storms brewing in the back

But we got jokes

Yeah

We’re ready to attack

[Prechorus]

High heels

Quick deals

Owning this floor

If they ask for the manager

We show ‘em the door

[Chorus]

Retail rebels

We’re breaking the rules

Cashing out swag while we’re looking so cool

You want a discount

Nah you gotta pay

Retail rebels run this every day

The Book Store

[Verse]

I work at a fucking bookstore

I haven't read a book in decades

A couple come in every Friday

They talk about this week's selection

And I always say

"This is one of my favorites"

And they always say

"You always say that"

[Chorus]

I just wanna get a paycheck

I just wanna get my rent paid

I just wanna get my free drink

I'm gonna die soon anyway

So if you wanna buy a bookmark

Go ahead

But I can't help you

[Verse 2]

I'm not gonna read your manuscript

You know how many manuscripts we get?

I don't care about your manuscript

The CIA doesn't even care

It's all rigged against you

'Cause no one cares

It's not just me

Backroom Nostalgia

[Verse]

I stand here dead-eyed

Shelves full of green

Labels and jars

It feels like a machine

Every bud’s got a name

Every strain’s got a story

But none of this matters

It’s all inventory

[Chorus]

I miss the sketchy deals

The awkward chat

The dude’s old couch with the hole in the back

No labels no brands

Just a ziplock bag

I miss the chaos

Now it’s all so tagged

[Verse 2]

He’d say it’s “fire” but who really knew

You’d take what you got

Hope it wasn’t mildew

There was no receipt

No rewards

No app

Just a dude in his boxers

Taking a nap

[Prechorus]

Now it’s bright lights and glass displays

I miss the weird vibes

The good old haze

[Chorus]

I miss the sketchy deals

The awkward chat

The dude’s old couch with the hole in the back

No labels no brands

Just a ziplock bag

I miss the chaos

Now it’s all so tagged

[Bridge]

These jars are clean

The floors don’t creak

No sticky scale

No secrets to keep

They call it progress

I call it a shame

I don’t know the grower

Just the corporate name

The Thift Shop

[Verse]

The work at a fuckin' thrift shop

And I steal every day

I don't have to pay for my clothes anymore

The work at a fuckin' thrift shop

And I steal every day

I don't have to pay for my clothes anymore

[Chorus]

The work at a fuckin' thrift shop

And I steal every day

I don't have to pay for my clothes anymore

The work at a fuckin' thrift shop

And I steal every day

I don't have to pay for my clothes anymore

[Verse]

The work at a fuckin' thrift shop

And I steal every day

I don't have to pay for my clothes anymore

The work at a fuckin' thrift shop

And I steal every day

I don't have to pay for my clothes anymore

[Chorus]

The work at a fuckin' thrift shop

And I steal every day

I don't have to pay for my clothes anymore

The work at a fuckin' thrift shop

And I steal every day

I don't have to pay for my clothes anymore

Manager Blues

[Verse]

I’m the captain of this sinking ship

Plates are flying but no one’s quick

The fryer's on fire

The soup’s too thick

I yell directions

They don’t stick

[Chorus]

Hey I’m the manager

What can I say

I mop the chaos every day

Hey I’m the manager

Losing my mind

This circus of fools is one of a kind

[Verse 2]

The cook’s in the back

Making burnt regrets

Server’s on TikTok

Takig bets

Tables are waiting

Patience thin

I’d fire them all

But where do I begin

[Chorus]

Hey I’m the manager

What can I do

Dancing in grease with a worn-out crew

Hey I’m the manager

Out of my head

Dreaming of sleep in my cold

Empty bed

[Bridge]

The ice machine’s broken

The orders are wrong

The dishwasher’s humming a funeral song

Customers screaming

They’re hangry

They’re mad

I’m writing my memoirs—"The Shift That Went Bad"

[Chorus]

Hey I’m the manager

What’s my crime

I’m trapped in a loop

A ketchup-stained rhyme

Hey I’m the manager

Losing my cool

Running this place with a bucket of fools

Sales Convention

[Verse]

Cincy

Tulsa

Chattanooga

Everywhere the same

We're bad bitches at a booth

Hustling parts for cranes

Come on down and see us

Baby

Cash

Check

Card

Or trade

If you're lucky

Maybe

I might learn your name

[Prechorus]

Every night after the show

Back at the hotel

[Chorus]

I know

We're on one

You know

You want some

[Verse 2]

Sales convention

Hit the entrance

Boys

You know the name

Bad bitches at the booth

We're hustling parts for cranes

Did you see us in Cincy?

We'll see you in Dallas

Have you met my friend Brittany?

She's down to get rowdy

[Prechorus]

Every night after the show

Back at the hotel

[Chorus]

I know

We're on one

You know

You want some

The Hotel

[Verse]

All you bitches make me sick

You don't even flush when you piss

I find strange men in the closets

Semen stains on all the carpets

It doesn't take Sherlock Holmes

To know you didn't cum alone

[Chorus]

I work at a hotel