Lyrics Cubicle - Fishbone

I could have had it all
If I just learned
To keep my mouth shut

Well, live my life in a cubicle (all right)
And it's eight by four
And it has no door
Well, I get my money from a short angry man (all right)
Short fat angry man
Money in his hand

I live my life in a cubicle
I live my life in a cubicle

Oh, when you come (when you come)
You can visit me (you can visit me)
In my living hell
It's a tiny cell
I'm a member of the working class
Toe tag
Monday through Friday
Ain't this a bitch

I live my life in a cubicle
I live my life in a cubicle

I don't understand how my life ended up like this
(Up like this, up like this)
My life sucks, making money just to exist
Hey

I live my life in a cubicle
I live my life in a cubicle

I could have had it all
If I just learned
To keep my mouth shut
I could have had it all
If I just learned
To keep my mouth shut

You got your nine to five
Where they steal your dreams
And they crush your hopes
For the big machine
With your cookie cutter life
You're society's whore
Where you work and you work
'Til you dream no more
So you pick up what is left
From the cutting room floor
So you work and you work
So you buy some more
Of the things you don't need
That you can't afford
Everything you don't need
That you can't afford

(I live my life in a cubicle, oh-oh)
(I live my life in a cubicle, oh-oh)
(I live my life in a cubicle, oh-oh)
I live my life in a cubicle