Flippen Allan drives his forklift all day
In the warehouse grind he's stuck in the sway
He's got dreams that are big but a life that's so small
The flour mill's grip on his soul won't let him call
Hypertension's his companion every night
Loading pallets high under fluorescent light
He wants to break free but the chains hold tight
Flippen Allan's dreams fade out of sight
Micra Man living life in a blur
Big dreams trapped in a world of work
The walls close in but he can't escape
Micra Man's dreams start to break
In the break room he stares at the clock
Counting minutes till he's back on the dock
His heart beats fast but his steps feel slow
Allan dreams of a place nobody knows
Flippen Allan needs a way to be free
From the grind of this reality
He's a Micra Man with a heart so large
But the warehouse walls still keep him barred
Micra Man living life in a blur
Big dreams trapped in a world of work
The walls close in but he can't escape
Micra Man's dreams start to break