The State Rate



I work for the State.
I get the State Rate.
To get the State Rate,
I will never stay late.
 I'll work until my arms fall off.
 I'll work until my legs fall off.
 I'll work until my (#*@s fall off,
 I'll never go home
I sit in my chair.
I pull out my hair.
My screen is all glare,
And my boss doesn't care.
 I'll work until my eyes fall out.
 I'll work until my hair falls out.
 I'll work until my mind falls out.
 I'll never go home.
This building's a hive!
I'm barely alive!
I'm stuck here FOREVER!
Oh, wait! Now it's Five!

That's my masterpiece for today. I think it would make a good folk song.