Pressman Lyrics - Suck On This - Primus

By the light of the lamp I sit to type-my notes on tab at my side 

I don't see the sun much these days 

A fluorescent tan covers my hide 

How much impact shall I have this time? 

My goal today is to read the deadline 

I write between the lines 

I deal with fantasy 

I report the facts 

Give them to me, please 

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Ham and egg salad on white bread keeps me company on nights like this 

A pack of metholated cigarettes keeps my air nice and thick 

When I write, words flow like coins from a candy box 

Get out of my way 

I've got something to say 

The pulse is beating louder now 

The cramps in my hands grow more intense with each 

Tik, tik, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap on the keys 

My social life is at an end so it seems to be 

Why don't I trample on your lawn today? 

I'll take skies of blue, turn over skies of grey 

I write between the lines 

I deal with fantasy 

I am the pressman 

Acknowledge me 

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Mother always told me never stray too far from home 

The little lady said, "Boy, you'll never have to be alone, 

Because," 

You build with fountain pen 

You create the memory stain 

You are the pressman 

Stand up straight, boy