Telephone Patient 歌词

I don't have all day to talk to a machine The waiting on hold can make one mean All I want to do is ask a question But, I'm weaved through a tree of deception I entered my numbers on the telephone dial But, I'll be asked for them again in just a while No matter which option on the menu I choose I'll transferred out to some other stooge I hold here on this line, I've been waiting a long time My frustration seems to continue to mount But, I don't want them to hear me pout I'll be so happy to hear a human voice My anger will leave and I'll rejoice I twiddle my thumbs as I sit in the chair The music on hold just sounds like air They say it's supposed to soothe the soul It just makes the blood inside me boil Please pick up the phone, I know there is someone home When will they get to me, I have a life can't you see