"The Pressman" as written by Les Claypool, Reid L. Iii Lalonde and Timothy W. Alexander....
By the light of the lamp I sit to type-my notes on tab at my side
I don't see the sun much these days
A fluorescent tan covers my hide
How much impact shall I have this time?
My goal today is to read the deadline
I write between the lines
I deal with fantasy
I report the facts
Give them to me, please

Ham and egg salad on white bread keeps me company on nights like this
A pack of metholated cigarettes keeps my air nice and thick
When I write, words flow like coins from a candy box
Get out of my way
I've got something to say

The pulse is beating louder now
The cramps in my hands grow more intense with each
Tik, tik, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap on the keys
My social life is at an end so it seems to be
Why don't I trample on your lawn today?
I'll take skies of blue, turn over skies of grey
I write between the lines
I deal with fantasy
I am the pressman
Acknowledge me

Mother always told me never stray too far from home
The little lady said, "Boy, you'll never have to be alone,
You build with fountain pen
You create the memory stain
You are the pressman
Stand up straight, boy

Lyrics submitted by knate15

"The Pressman" as written by Reid L. Iii Lalonde Les Claypool

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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    General CommentI guess it's also about total devotion to a job that detracts from every other aspect of their life, stopping the person/pressman from really enjoying it.
    Baudson August 08, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentIs this song about the pressmen and their "opinions"? Maybe even about their attitudes... It must be, it is quite obvious...
    feedbackon June 15, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General CommentLike many, many Primus songs, this one tells a story. This is a "pressman", or reporter who is going nowhere-- he has implanted himself into whatever story he's writing and becomes isolated. In the song it's basically the pressman's heart pouring out to meet expectations. The version of this on SUCK ON THIS is way more kickass than the PORK SODA version.
    TheHeckler348on July 03, 2003   Link
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    General CommentBasically they have put work before their friends, stays inside all the time "My social life is at an end"
    i think his mother is encouraging him to do this? the last verse
    amcilroyon December 19, 2005   Link
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    General CommentI think there's a kinda workman like song on each album, about toiling away at something usually for worst, with a plodding bass riff. Maybe just the 1st 3 studio albums like the fisherman chronicles - Groundhog's day and Those Damned Blue Collar Tweekers
    Baudson July 30, 2006   Link
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    General CommentIts about how the Press says whatever they want you to hear, and they expect you to listen, " I am the Pressman, Acknowledge me"
    tommyjoneson May 03, 2012   Link

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