Torn Ticket Anthem

(hey, hey, hey)

Beside a time clock that lies A torn ticket stub in a

frame

(oh yeah)

Your old number's new owner Turns the volume up past polite

Shift-change anthem starts to rise

No more punch cards,

no more lies

We are stepping out of the line

Leave the ticking clocks far behind

(sing it loud)

Turn the volume past polite Underneath the heavy night

A heavy key in the lock

A sudden shift in the clock

We are stepping out of the line Leave the ticking clocks far

behind (yeah!)

Turn the volume past polite

Underneath the heavy night Past polite (yeah,

yeah,

yeah)