Letras
Oh the lessons in his scolding
The shame in his ride up
Evil eye, the spittle,
A fist-bump for the chump
Cubicle nation
Florescent in the skin
Your boss's trigger finger
Gonna blame you for his sins
Freedom has a cost
Play the dollar slots at least
Top Man needs you fired
His foul and soiled sheets
In your snark I abide you
Grow smaller in your glow
Today is so much like you
A steeper task to hoe
London fog a callin'
Thick without a clue
The lions end up missing
Bit the keeper man in two
Freedom has a cost
Play the dollar slots at least
Top Man needs you fired
His foul and soiled sheets
He chips away a sculpture
A chunk beneath your knee
You cannot move forward
Hear the snicker, so much glee
He speaks of so much riches
Calls you buddy cuz he's hip
Small sacrifice investment
Here take another sip
Freedom has a cost
Play the dollar slots at least
Top Man needs you fired
His foul and soiled sheets