| Song | Tech Support Guy |
| Artist | The Tangent |
| Album | Comm |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| It took 15 seconds for the first call to come through | |
| When the building lost the network on a tuesday afternoon | |
| Adam's already heading for the door | |
| To the SEH server room on the tech support floor | |
| Today's not turning out as planned | |
| His cellphone's really getting jammed | |
| There's a strategies meeting on the 43rd floor | |
| Where the powerpoint curtains ain't closin' no more | |
| They can't reach the network or the public shared drive | |
| And in the finance office it ain't worth being alive | |
| The marketing manager's porn | |
| has frozen on his screen and his expression, well it's forlorn | |
| And in the end they all just blame Adam | |
| For a fault in Detroit, a hemisphere away! | |
| But it's so easy to always blame Adam | |
| For a seven point clusterfuck on a boring day | |
| After a call queue that lasts a few aeons | |
| With others on hold like the Thames-Barrier flow | |
| Adam is told that “We've got a problem” | |
| And he calls his manager to let the world know | |
| But there ain't no outage in the states | |
| Gonna be any relief to the fellow inmates | |
| So in the end they all just blame Adam | |
| For an unknown problem that they don't understand | |
| “I've got no Google!!” they protest at Adam | |
| “I need my Hotmail and Youtube to hand” | |
| But He camps in the woods at the weekends | |
| Where the cell signal can't call his name | |
| He zorbs with his mates down some hillside | |
| Where he's billions of miles from their blame, | |
| He does lighting for poets and rock bands | |
| And he even gets into their songs | |
| On weekdays he's the support guy | |
| The one you blame when it all goes wrong | |
| The system goes back up, but just before four | |
| But Adam works on for half an hour more | |
| 'Cos nobody rang to say that everything's fine | |
| But some twat hit the firebell, that's the end of the line | |
| Adam has to empty out the floor | |
| He's H&S for the area to add to the score | |
| So in the end they all just blame Adam | |
| For stalling their meetings to call out their names | |
| He makes sure they're present but still they blame Adam | |
| For cold tea and soft biscuits and solitaire games |
| It took 15 seconds for the first call to come through | |
| When the building lost the network on a tuesday afternoon | |
| Adam' s already heading for the door | |
| To the SEH server room on the tech support floor | |
| Today' s not turning out as planned | |
| His cellphone' s really getting jammed | |
| There' s a strategies meeting on the 43rd floor | |
| Where the powerpoint curtains ain' t closin' no more | |
| They can' t reach the network or the public shared drive | |
| And in the finance office it ain' t worth being alive | |
| The marketing manager' s porn | |
| has frozen on his screen and his expression, well it' s forlorn | |
| And in the end they all just blame Adam | |
| For a fault in Detroit, a hemisphere away! | |
| But it' s so easy to always blame Adam | |
| For a seven point clusterfuck on a boring day | |
| After a call queue that lasts a few aeons | |
| With others on hold like the ThamesBarrier flow | |
| Adam is told that " We' ve got a problem" | |
| And he calls his manager to let the world know | |
| But there ain' t no outage in the states | |
| Gonna be any relief to the fellow inmates | |
| So in the end they all just blame Adam | |
| For an unknown problem that they don' t understand | |
| " I' ve got no Google!!" they protest at Adam | |
| " I need my Hotmail and Youtube to hand" | |
| But He camps in the woods at the weekends | |
| Where the cell signal can' t call his name | |
| He zorbs with his mates down some hillside | |
| Where he' s billions of miles from their blame, | |
| He does lighting for poets and rock bands | |
| And he even gets into their songs | |
| On weekdays he' s the support guy | |
| The one you blame when it all goes wrong | |
| The system goes back up, but just before four | |
| But Adam works on for half an hour more | |
| ' Cos nobody rang to say that everything' s fine | |
| But some twat hit the firebell, that' s the end of the line | |
| Adam has to empty out the floor | |
| He' s H S for the area to add to the score | |
| So in the end they all just blame Adam | |
| For stalling their meetings to call out their names | |
| He makes sure they' re present but still they blame Adam | |
| For cold tea and soft biscuits and solitaire games |
| It took 15 seconds for the first call to come through | |
| When the building lost the network on a tuesday afternoon | |
| Adam' s already heading for the door | |
| To the SEH server room on the tech support floor | |
| Today' s not turning out as planned | |
| His cellphone' s really getting jammed | |
| There' s a strategies meeting on the 43rd floor | |
| Where the powerpoint curtains ain' t closin' no more | |
| They can' t reach the network or the public shared drive | |
| And in the finance office it ain' t worth being alive | |
| The marketing manager' s porn | |
| has frozen on his screen and his expression, well it' s forlorn | |
| And in the end they all just blame Adam | |
| For a fault in Detroit, a hemisphere away! | |
| But it' s so easy to always blame Adam | |
| For a seven point clusterfuck on a boring day | |
| After a call queue that lasts a few aeons | |
| With others on hold like the ThamesBarrier flow | |
| Adam is told that " We' ve got a problem" | |
| And he calls his manager to let the world know | |
| But there ain' t no outage in the states | |
| Gonna be any relief to the fellow inmates | |
| So in the end they all just blame Adam | |
| For an unknown problem that they don' t understand | |
| " I' ve got no Google!!" they protest at Adam | |
| " I need my Hotmail and Youtube to hand" | |
| But He camps in the woods at the weekends | |
| Where the cell signal can' t call his name | |
| He zorbs with his mates down some hillside | |
| Where he' s billions of miles from their blame, | |
| He does lighting for poets and rock bands | |
| And he even gets into their songs | |
| On weekdays he' s the support guy | |
| The one you blame when it all goes wrong | |
| The system goes back up, but just before four | |
| But Adam works on for half an hour more | |
| ' Cos nobody rang to say that everything' s fine | |
| But some twat hit the firebell, that' s the end of the line | |
| Adam has to empty out the floor | |
| He' s H S for the area to add to the score | |
| So in the end they all just blame Adam | |
| For stalling their meetings to call out their names | |
| He makes sure they' re present but still they blame Adam | |
| For cold tea and soft biscuits and solitaire games |