Всем банкирам посвящается_eng vers_v6

Hang up! Call back! Press the button! Hold on! Your operator will be with you shortly! For now — DON’T HANG UP! [Verse 1 — tired clean vocals, with occasional screams] Morning. Cold coffee. The screen says no. My password stares back like we’ve never met. My text code vanished — again, just so. But the payment went through before I could blink. “Tell me the code we sent yesterday.” “You didn’t send one?” — “Try again.” I’ve been arguing with my screen all day. It says nothing, then sells me cashback again. Cashback for patience — where do I claim? I just want payday to show up again. Somewhere on the line, someone’s still awake, Dreaming of making it through to Saturday. “Hang in there, we’ll sort it out,” they say, And I smile — we’re both just people anyway. [Chorus — clean vocals, big and melodic] Bank, bank — don’t call me in my sleep. I’m already lost in your phone-menu maze. I’m not mad at the people — the loop runs too deep. Just give me access without a thousand phrases. Without a thousand phrases! I love you… but please don’t call me! Service fee! For what?! Text code! Never came! CONFIRM THE CONFIRMATION! [Verse 2 — tired clean vocals with occasional screams] Take-a-number ticket. The screen stays still. My number’s been buried in concrete and dust. I came for one form — got a whole filing bill. Every page wants a stamp, signature, and trust. My card took a vacation without asking me. The terminal froze in a dignified pose. I grit my teeth and count patiently, Then the teller smiles — and the anger just goes. The system says, “Please try again later!” Thanks. I’ll try later. I can do that too. The operator whispers, “I’ll find it for you.” I say, “Thanks. I almost believe it’s true.” We hit “try again” and freeze in the silence. My phone asks, “Is this you? Confirm?” Bank, bank — don’t call me in my sleep. I’m already lost in your phone-menu maze. I’m not mad at the people — the loop runs too deep. Just give me access without a thousand phrases. Without a thousand phrases! I love you… but please don’t call me! BLEEEAGH! LIMIT! EXCEEDED! PASSWORD! [Scream] INCORRECT! I — AM — NOT — A — ROBOT! I JUST WANT TO PAY FOR MY LUNCH! And if that voice says to me once again, “Your call is very important to us,” I’ll remember there’s someone on the other end Who’s just as tired as I am. But if they ask for that code one more time, I’ll sing them the chorus across the whole office! Bank, bank — don’t call me in my sleep. I’m already lost in your phone-menu maze. I’m not mad at the people — the loop runs too deep. Just give me access without a thousand phrases. Without a thousand phrases! I love you… but please don’t call me! HANG UP THE PHONE! SAVE THE RECEIPT! AND MAKE IT TO FRIDAY!