Verse 1
Well you don' know my name but you sure know me,
I work in New York, Boston, and D.C.
But now I enter data on a V.D.T.
I tell you it's not like they show on T.V.
It's hell to earn a living on a V.D.T.
Verse 5
You won' hear me say that typing was fun,
But at least I could see the work that I'd done.
And the boss couldn' test my productivity
By punching up my number on his V.D.T.
Verse 3
I swear the screen is staring back at me,
It's hell to cam a living on a V.D.T.
My supervisor says it's safe for me,
She shows me a study done at M.LT.
You can see what its done to my eyes,
Verse 4
Heaven only knows what it's doing inside.
I tell you it's not like I thought it would be, |
It's hell to earn a living on a V.D.T.
When you think of union what comes to your mind,
A guy driving a truck or working the line.
Verse 5
But if you ever spent hours behind a V.D,T.,
You know no one needs a union more than me.
My eyes are aching but now I can see,
It's hell to cam a living on a V.D.T.
tMassachusetts Institute of Technology