Letras
Welcome, welcome, my son
We've had our eyes on you
We'll teach you everything
You thought you'd never do
And your belief that we are evil's just not true
Anyhow, anyway
We'll mold your mind, it's ours as of today
And we'll monitor most everything you say
And it doesn't really matter anyway
We'll buy you brand new clothes
And we'll change your hairstyle
We'll take you to your desk
And give you things to file
May not be used to it
May take a little while
Anyhow, anyway
We'll correct those nasty habits you display
And we'll watch you where and when you run away
And we'll find you and remind you every day
What's this? What do you mean?
You don't wish to comply?
You'd better think because you'll sink before you fly
One thing we hate worse than "I quit" and that's "goodbye"
Anyhow, anyway
The company keeps tabs on you all day
We'll take care of things to give you time to play
We just want you to enjoy a pleasant stay