[Verse 1]

On the grind non-stop, both hands on the clock

Twenty-four seven 'cause this life is a job

My singular pennies aren't worth gold to fools

Cause he who has the gold in this world makes the rules

Taxes and mortgage, they already seek

The "eighty" in my name goes to hours every week

Two jobs, one life - one day, one night

My cubicle prison hides me from the sunlight

Lost on a cycle, I barely sleep phases

I see no promotion, just CEO raises

My regimen changes as temperament rages

If only my bills had presidents' faces

Stupid solutions, executives got 'em

'Cause adding more managers must solve the problem!

Staring at monitors, eyes going blind

Plus carpal tunnel from coding overtime

[Chorus]

All work and no play makes a dull boy

All work and no play makes a dull boy

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy!

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy!

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (Yes!)

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (Come on!)

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (Let's go!)

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (What?!)

[Verse 2]

Back to the grind, gotta start it up fast

Can't tell this week apart from the last

Sit through meetings, leave without speaking

Stay late on Fridays come in the whole weekend

Idiots, failures, customers, clients

Chairmen, executives, VPs, tyrants

Names all the same, there's no denying it

Learn the terminology, know your environment

Tired of treadmill pace in the rat race

Searching the maze for the cheese giving chase

Really quite different, feeling out of place

Watching the bosses stuffing their fat face

Overworked, underpaid, see my frustration

So much to do, can't even use my vacation

Technical lead on a one person team

But this doesn't seem like the American dream

[Chorus]

All work and no play makes a dull boy

All work and no play makes a dull boy

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy!

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy!

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (Yes!)

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (Come on!)

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (Let's go!)

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (What?!)

[Bridge]

Ah! Let's go!

Uh! Oh!

Yes! Ah!

Ah! Yes!

[Chorus]

All work and no play makes a dull boy (Come on!)

All work and no play makes a dull boy (Now!)

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (Uh!)

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (Uh!)

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (Yes!)

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (Come on!)

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (Let's go!)

All work and no pay makes me a poor boy! (What?!)

[Skit]

Hey, baby, it's me

It's so great to see you so excited about this Zero One album, I think it's gonna be amazing

Especially since you decided not to do that stupid thing where people record their voicemails

And then you play them back at the beginning or end of the track - that is so lame

Anyway, I'll see you tonight after you're done recording! Bye