Hello layoffs, my old friend
It's time to fret 'bout you again
Management's vision of who they're keeping
Exploration cuts will be sweeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
To those above it all is known
But to us no clues are shown
Our fearless leader looks like Champ
Whammy! He has us in a prison camp
Not knowing exactly which ones of us he will smite
Has us in fright
Because the sound of silence
We all fear that they will chainsaw
A half thousand jobs, likely more
Bosses talking without speaking
Workers hearing without listening
We wrote this song that voices never share
Still no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
That off they will not be laid
And the sign flashed out its warning
That this company's transforming
And the sign said, the words of the prophets are written on thelayoff.com walls
And bathroom stalls
And whispered in the sounds of silence