Lyrics
[intro]
(guitar solo)
[lyric]
Oh, I feel alone most days
Workin' in my space
Found myself a good job, lord
white collar, not much pay
They got me in this closet,
So I can't get away
Boy, let me tell you something
it gets harder every day.
[chorus]
Closet drafter, lord
workin' all day long.
Boss man watchin, from his desk
Makin sure aint nothing wrong.
They treat me like a mushroom
Tell me to hurry along,
Closet drafter, got the blues
Singin' my song.
[lyric]
I was hired one day
When I was young.
Been here, ever since.
My career has gotten hung.
Don't want nothin'
but to see my wife and my children
Closet drafter, stuck inside
Won't 'never...again...see the Sun.
[chorus]
Closet drafter, lord
workin' all day long.
Boss man watchin, from his desk
Makin sure aint nothing wrong.
They treat me like a mushroom
Tell me to hurry along,
Closet drafter, got the blues
Singin' my song.
[big finish]
[intro]
(guitar solo)
[lyric]
Oh, I feel alone most days
Workin' in my space
Found myself a good job, lord
white collar, not much pay
They got me in this closet,
So I can't get away
Boy, let me tell you something
it gets harder every day.
[chorus]
Closet drafter, lord
workin' all day long.
Boss man watchin, from his desk
Makin sure aint nothing wrong.
They treat me like a mushroom
Tell me to hurry along,
Closet drafter, got the blues
Singin' my song.
[lyric]
I was hired one day
When I was young.
Been here, ever since.
My career has gotten hung.
Don't want nothin'
but to see my wife and my children
Closet drafter, stuck inside
Won't 'never...again...see the Sun.
[chorus]
Closet drafter, lord
workin' all day long.
Boss man watchin, from his desk
Makin sure aint nothing wrong.
They treat me like a mushroom
Tell me to hurry along,
Closet drafter, got the blues
Singin' my song.
[big finish]
Closet drafter
Oh….closet drafter
[outro]
(Guitar solo)