I really need to talk to someone Please hold while I put you through I think I need a new subscription To a life outside this queue It's not the waiting It's the knowing There's no end at the other end The stock replies anaesthetise the pain And then it starts again I'm stood in the queue for the queue to get out of this process All this waiting just to make a claim A wage, a target set A cry for help or understanding Will turn to rage, cause and effect Sober minds talk of compliance "Wait your turn" and "show respect" A fear of speaking in defiance Burns a fuse with no regrets So I let it all out, I wanna get out of this process I let it all out, I wanna get out of this process And here's someone I need to talk to And someone needs to be informed Being helpful lost the smile And handed out the uniform And in a cell or in the army On the end of desks or phones Live the crazy, acting calmly Just wishing it would all explode And say it out loud: You got to get out of this process Say it out loud: You got to get out of this process And say it out loud: You got to get out of this process