Time

(Verse 1) In the heart of the factory, where the gears all swing, Bad documentation, oh, what a thing, Thyssen left us hanging, with a mess in hand, Short circuit in ePlan, things not going as planned. AMW without a sense, it’s chaos in the air, Half the station's missing, no one knows where, Robots in distress, they’re frozen in their place, Programmer’s panicking, it’s a wild race. (Chorus) Tick-tock, time is ticking, we’re losing our mind, In this swingin’ factory, order’s hard to find, Documentation’s a mess, circuits gone awry, In this electric chaos, we’re reaching for the sky. (Verse 2) Wires crossed and tangled, nothing’s fitting right, Machines are standing idle, in the dead of night, Instructions vague and hazy, leaving us in doubt, Trying to make sense, but we can’t figure it out. Programmer's sweating, tapping at the keys, Trying to fix the errors, bring the system to its knees, Robots standing still, production at a halt, In this crazy factory, who’s really at fault? (Chorus) Tick-tock, time is ticking, we’re losing our mind, In this swingin’ factory, order’s hard to find, Documentation’s a mess, circuits gone awry, In this electric chaos, we’re reaching for the sky. Dancing through the madness, trying to find a way, Electric rhythms guiding, to a brighter day, Piece by piece we’re fixing, making sense of it all, In this swingin’ factory, we’re standing tall. So here we are, still swinging, in this factory of dreams, Turning chaos into order, or so it seems, With every step we’re closer, to making it right, In this electro-swingin’ groove, we’ll dance through the night.