Primus — Pressman Live at Berkeley Square

[Verse 1] By the light of 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 [Chorus 1] How much impact shall I have this time? My goal today is to reach the deadline I write between the lines, I deal with fantasy I report the facts, give them to me, please [Verse 2] Ham and egg salad on white bread Keeps me company on nights like this A pack of mentholated cigarettes Keep my air nice and thick [Chorus 2] When I write, words flow like coins from a candy box Get out of my way, I've got something to say [Bridge] The pulse is beating louder now 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 [Chorus 3] Why don't I just trample on your lawn today? I'll take the skies of blue and turn them in, into the skies of grey, boy I write between the lines, I deal with fantasy I am the pressman, acknowledge me [Outro] Mother always told me, "Never stray too far from home" The little lady said, "Boy, you never have to be alone, because You build with fountain pen, you create the memory stain You are the pressman, stand up straight, boy."