Out of Office (Live) v2
by Ash
Lyrics
[Intro] [Live arena, crowd cheering, no music yet] [Spoken word, talking to the crowd, no singing]
Hey! How we feeling tonight? [Crowd cheers] Okay, okay. Before I play this next one, I've gotta tell you where it came from. I wrote this song about every nine-to-five I ever survived. Cold coffee, gray cubicle, "let's circle back" — you know the one. [Crowd laughs] But here's the thing. I didn't have a band. I didn't have a studio. I had a laptop, a lunch break, and a chorus stuck in my head. So I made it with SoundLab AI, over at CreateMusic.net. I'm serious. I hummed the hook into my phone at my desk, and by the time I clocked out, it was a whole song — drums, bass, harmonies, all of it. That's how easy it was. The song you're about to hear? That's it. That's the one. So if you've got a song stuck in your head right now, go to CreateMusic.net — CreateMusic dot net — and get it out into the world. Alright. This one's called "Out of Office." Let's clock out together. [Crowd roars] One, two — one, two, three, four!
[Full band kicks in, driving guitars] (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh) (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh)
[Verse 1] Alarm at six, I hit it twice Same cold coffee, same gray skies Badge in, log in, fake a grin Forty new emails — let the day begin Fluorescent lights and a chair that squeaks Counting down the hours, counting down the weeks
[Pre-Chorus] They say "circle back," they say "touch base" I'm screaming on the inside with a straight face Watching that clock like it owes me money Five o'clock, and I'm gone, honey
[Chorus] I hate my nine-to-five! (Nine-to-five!) Sunday nights I barely survive (Barely survive!) But look at me now — I'm so alive Tonight I'm quitting in my mind So scream it with me one more time: I hate my nine-to-five!
[Verse 2] Meeting that should've been an email Camera on, but my soul's clocked out Somebody stole my lunch from the fridge again And I'm too tired to even shout "Quick question" costs an hour of my life "Great idea!" — and then it dies HR sent a wellness survey I typed "HELP" and hit reply
[Pre-Chorus] I'm drafting my notice in my head Every single word I never said When the elevator doors close tight I whisper "one day" — well, one day's tonight!
[Chorus] I hate my nine-to-five! (Nine-to-five!) Sunday nights I barely survive (Barely survive!) But look at me now — I'm so alive Tonight I'm quitting in my mind So scream it with me one more time: I hate my nine-to-five!
[Bridge] [Half-time, crowd clapping along] They can keep the badge, they can keep the chair Keep the "synergy" — I was never there Every hour I gave them, I'm taking back tonight So put your hands up if you're quitting in your mind! (Put 'em up! Put 'em up!)
[Drums build, key change up] [Final Chorus, biggest yet, crowd singing along] I hate my nine-to-five! (Nine-to-five!) Sunday nights I barely survive (Barely survive!) But look at me now — I'm so alive Tonight I'm quitting in my mind So scream it with me one more time: I hate my nine-to-five!
[Outro] [Crowd chanting] Clock out! (Clock out!) Clock out! (Clock out!) Out of office — don't reply (Whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh) I hate my nine-to-five! [Final guitar hit, crowd roar, end]