The bossman said my quota's short
and my career's on life-support
but I wasn't listening
So sick of numbers, tired of work
sick of making time for jerks
and tired of giving in

My schedule's tight as it can be
And these walls are closing in on me
It's another one of those days
But, I've had enough of all of this
I'll tell the truth and go home sick
I gotta get away

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I need some elbow room
some space to move
A scenic view, a day with time to spare
A week to take
A trip to the lake
And fill my chest with a breath of fresh air

Back from heaven, in Monday hell
If things have changed, no, I can't tell
My desk is stacked so high
The inbox looks like a landfill
And I can't find my headache pills
feel like I could cry

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I need a break today
a getaway
Some time to play, and live without a care
Reasons to smile
Just a little while
To take another breath of fresh air

Bridge
I can't take any more of the same
there's a cabin in the country callin' my name
Gave my two hour notice, I've gotta go
where all I'm gonna count is garden rows

I need some elbow room
some space to move
A scenic view, a life with time to spare
From now on
I'll wake each dawn
And fill my chest with a breath of fresh air