Lyrics: James Dalzell Hodge
Music: James Dalzell Hodge
Rote memorize knowledge to get into college,
I don't even know what I've retained.
Finish a major in undecided,
All to get a piece of paper framed.
Land an e-mail job,
Generate value for some board.
I guess I'm missing the big picture,
What am I doing all this for?
I'll live in skyscrapers if life's pay to play.
I'm solid on paper on this resume.
Where do you see yourself?
Where do you see yourself?
WherΠ΅ do you see yourself?
In five years or so......
HΠ΅y, are you busy?
Did you get my message?
Can you hop on a call really quick?
I try my best to look business professional.
But this worksona barely fits.
I don't want a corner office (No!)
I don't want a tie that chokes.
I reject it as my purpose.
I refuse to let this go.
I'll live in skyscrapers if life's pay to play
I'm solid on paper on this resume
Where do you see yourself?
Where do you see yourself?
Where do you see yourself?
In ten years or so......
I'll live in skyscrapers if life's pay to play.
I'm solid on paper on this resume.
Where do I see myself?
Where do I see myself?
Where do I see myself?
And I hope this e-mail,
Finds you like a homing pigeon,
Flying through a war.
I hope this e-mail,
Finds you like a heist crew,
Cracking a safe for a score.
And I hope this e-mail,
Finds you like a book fair day,
An I Spy puzzle clue.
I hope this e-mail,
Finds you like Ponce De Leon,
At the fountain of youth.
(E-mail)
And I hope this e-mail,
Finds you at the top arc,
Of a swing set in the rain.
(E-mail)
I hope this e-mail,
Finds you like a cork popped,
From a bottle of champagne.
(E-Mail)
And I hope this e-mail,
Finds you on a grassy hill,
In a moment of bliss.
(E-mail)
I hope this e-mail,
Finds you like a static shock
An unexpected kiss.