Lyrics:

These executives have plooked the fuck out of me
And there's still a long time to go before I've
Paid my debt to society
And all I ever really wanted to do was
Play the guitar 'n bend the string like
Reent-toont-teent-toont-teent-toont-teenooneenoonee

I've got it
I'll be sullen and withdrawn
I'll dwindle off into the twilight realm
Of my own secret thoughts
I'll lay on my back here 'til dawn
In a semi-catatonic state
And dream of guitar notes
That would irritate
An executive kinda guy

And sure enough JOE dreams up a few of those guitar notes that every executive despises: those low ones. Every exec knows it's only the records with the high squeally ones that get to be hits, except for Duane Eddy

Well, I guess that one did the trick
If they only coulda heard it
Half-a-dozen of 'em woulda strangled
While they was suckin' on each other's dick
But that was only a bunch of imaginary
Notes I played
Just a little extra somethin'
To keep me goin' from day to day
That's okay
I'll be gettin' outta here pretty soon
Then I won't have to live
In this ugly fuckin' room

Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now
Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now
Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now
Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now
Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now
Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now
Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now
Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now
Can't wait to see
I can't wait to see what it's like
On the outside now
Outside now

And JOE just lies there, dreaming imaginary guitar notes for years on end, until finally they let him out