Hennessey’s in the evening,
Fourth time we’ve been here this week alone.
Monday we were laughing,
Tonight we hardly speak, you know.

Someone suddenly looks shaken
Asks, What do we accomplish here?
When someone gets too serious
We all sip from our beers.

Manila and gray,
Manila and gray,
Some of us spend our whole lives here,
Others get away.

Manila and gray,
Manila and gray,
Donuts in the back kitchen
To sweeten the day.

We’ve got nerf guns and figurines
And drawers full of little games,
If we can’t have happiness
We’ll take something that looks the same, you know:
Cufflinks and vasectomies
And legacies and room amenities
And cheap smiles from our enemies
Keen on ascendency and fucking email brevity,

“We’ll tear down the walls of the heavenly with jealousy
Those chumps with guitars, velvety melodies,
We’ll burn all the fools with integrity,
Those non-entities, equal parts density and empathy”

Manila and gray,
Manila and gray,
Some of spend our whole lives here,
Others get away.

Manila and gray,
Manila and gray,
Donuts in the back kitchen
To sweeten the day.