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Buzzer Lyrics - Promised Land - Dar Williams

Sitting with the number eight platter at the restaurant 

Four twenty nine for almost anything I want 

Add it up, it's cheaper than the stuff I make myself 

I get by, I never needed anybody's help 

 

And I tore out an ad and they told me that I 

Would press the buzzer, would press the buzzer 

At the graduate lab, they were doing some tests 

I pressed the buzzer, pressed the buzzer 

 

Ride the circle off of the highway, spiral into the driveway 

In the maze of old prefabs, they'll be waiting at the lab 

 

I don't know how everybody makes it through the daily drill 

Paint the nails, walk a dog, pay every bill 

I'm feeling sorry for this guy that I press to shock 

He gets the answers wrong, I have to up the watts 

 

And he begged me to stop, but they told me to go 

I press the buzzer, I press the buzzer 

So get out of my head, just give me my line 

I press the buzzer, I press the buzzer 

 

Ride the circle off of the highway, spiral into the driveway 

In the maze of old prefabs, they'll be waiting at the lab 

 

They called me back to the lab to discuss the test 

I put my earrings on, found my heels, wore a dress 

Right away I knew, it was like I'd failed a quiz 

The man said, do you know what a fascist is? 

 

I said, yeah, it's when you do things you're not proud of 

But you're scraping by, taking orders from above 

I get it now, I'm the face, I'm the cause of war 

We don't have to blame white coated men anymore 

 

When I knew it was wrong, I played it just like a game 

I pressed the buzzer, I pressed the buzzer 

Here's your seventy bucks, now everything's changed 

I press the buzzer, I press the buzzer 

 

But tell me where are your stocks, would you do this again? 

I press the buzzer 

And tell me who made your clothes, was it children or men? 

I press the buzzer 

 

Ride the circle off of the highway, spiral into the driveway 

In the maze of old prefabs, they'll be waiting at the lab 

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