Episode 5

  I wake up for my 9 – 5

Sometimes wish I’m the only one alive

See the past 3 years have been a bit rough

The entire town won’t stop dancing and singing about stuff

At first it was funny, a little new craze

But it stopped being funny after about 5 days

Every single morning, I no longer use an alarm

That damn cheerful singing, rips my eyes ajar

Now don’t get me wrong, I love a good tune

But I prefer if it’s being belted out after noon

I get dressed, get ready, the whole morning routine

Then I watch the 8am dance number through my window screen

The lyrics, the choreography, everyone on cue

Seems to be spreading like an illness, a flu

I find it all to be, mysterious and confusing

How ¾ of my town are in unison, dancing

Who tells them what to sing or do?

Where do they get their starting cue?

It’s all very absurd, if you ask me

And should be lowering my rental fee!

On my way to work, before crossing the street

A performance caught my interest, quite a feat

I’ve seen so many, I was almost numb to them

But this one hit different, like discovering a gem

All through my shift, I felt it play through my head

My excitement grew, instead of the usual dread

How do I get in, on this new silly craze?

No idea came to mind, but there had to be ways!

I did my due diligence, hours of research

And landed an interview with Oakland & Birch

The strange new investor in town

Apparently responsible for all this dancing around

Interview at 6, it lasted an hour

I try my best, but they have all the power

I stand there rejected, but try to stay chipper

While triumphant music rings, clearer and clearer

I storm off back home, passing a dance number

I can’t wait to get home, find a rock to crawl under

I put up soundproofing, an attempt at a barrier

But music still creeps in from the exterior

I shut tight my eyes, put a pillow on my face

Scream “Why did I want to be part of this disgrace?!”

I get my ear muffs, put them on my head

Then cry to myself, “When will this end?!”