(This is meant to be sung.)
One day I was hired, I thought, what a great place to work!
But nobody warned me, no sir, I’m supposed to eat where the cockroaches lurk!
And now I know it
but I still don’t know why!
Nobody cleans up their own messes –
and my nose is gonna die!
Ohhhhhh!
I got the break-room blues. Ohhh yeaaaah!
I got the breakroom blues!
There’s something squishy in the fridge!
And I think it might have winked!
There’s about twelve nasty, grimey dishes
Growing in the sink!
When I first came here,
I thought I had nerves of steel!
But these breakroom times got me wonderin’
If I should run right for the hills!
Cause I got the breakroom blues! Oooohhhhhh, yeah!
I got those breakroom blues. Oohhhh yeeeaaaahhhhh…
(Applause)