9 to 5 at the morgue

Within the pale white walls

Nine to five day after day

I feel no more alive

Than the stiff that lies the table before me

Wake up too early to twist the key

Stumble on over to the Mr. Coffee

Pour myself a warm black existence

Nine to five

Within the pale white walls

Nine to five day after day I feel so cold inside

Than the stiff that lies the table before me

Wake up too early to twist the key

Stumble on over to the Mr. Coffee

Pour myself a warm black existence

Nine to five at the morgue

Overtime for the corpse

Hypnotized by the hum of the freezer

Hypnotized by the look in your eyes

Hypnotized by the pallid cadaver

Hypnotized by the look in your eyes

Nine to five

The truth is harsher than you think

It's the hair that fills the sink

And all the wrinkles around your eyes

Until you're old and hypnotized

Nine to five

Nine to five

Die and die

Die, draw flies

Die and die

Die, draw flies

This day is never going to end for me

The end is closer than you think

So pour yourself another drink

And don't let it get to you

'Cause that's exactly what it will do

Nine to five

Nine to five

Die and die

Die, draw flies

Die and die

Die, draw flies

Wake up too early to twist the key

Stumble on over to the Mr. Coffee

Pour myself a warm black existence

Nine to five at the morgue

Overtime for the corpse

Hypnotized by the hum of the freezer

Hypnotized by the look in your eyes

Hypnotized by the pallid cadaver

Hypnotized by the look in your eyes

Stitch his lips

Shut his eyes

Nine to five at the morgue

Nine to five at the morgue