We've all been there
Alive
but not really
In a nine to five
Dreary
Aware that the boss enthuses 'Fear me'
Nothing to say
No opinions
Thinking 'Who'd hear me'
So "Hello Sir, can I take your order?
A bag ?
A drink with that ?
A porter ?
Wipe your shoes ?
Lick your ass ?
Stab my eyes out
Throw my guts to the piranha
And sir......
I wish you a VERY GOOD DAY"
AFTER WORK
How many dollars
for how many frolics
I'll admit to being bad
you belt me in the bollocks
In a back room in Kings Cross
I've got the money
so we can both be the boss
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