Lyrics

OK, I'd be a pale impersonator Of a government administrator But I went down anyway to apply And I stood there looking nervous At the other would-be civil servants As we filled out forms And formed a straight line Looking back on the test later I can't figure out what was greater The pressure to succeed Or the will to even try 'cause the test of government letters Smacks of having nothing else better And brother, that's a hard thing to justify OK Rob, play guitar now, brother See, the loose qualifications Of the government administration Forgive a lack of technical acumen on my part A safety net across the nation The civil service examination Only robs your pride to the point Where it's a good place to start I had a vision in the elevator Of myself a few years later With a badge around my neck And no pain in my heart 'cause this demon on my shoulder Keeps reminding me I'm getting older And I should lose the qualities That set me apart He he said walk like I walk Think like I think You're catching up fast Let me buy you a drink Earn at least this Save at least this Someday you'll enjoy it But for now just get to work Drop a needle on a crater And you won't hear any sound Just an empty scratching As the plate goes around Drop a needle on a crater And you won't hear any sound Just an empty scratching As the plate goes around Listen up! I keep glistening with locations Of this once [?] nation With a photograph that keeps me alive I deliver high expectations From a Boston education [?] slid back out And it makes me wanna die, yeah So I hit on the accelerator With the government administrator [unintelliglble]