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Birds of Prey - To Kill a Co-Worker (You Ain't My Fucking Boss Man) lyrics
Who in the name of god do you think you are? I'm five minutes late shut your goddamn mouth I've got my belt on; I'm ahead of the game Get off my shoulders you jobsite nazi You don't run shit but your mouth You say one more word about me to the office staff You're going off the beam and you ain't tying off Trying to get ahead by fucking with my paycheck Ain't getting you nowhere but a fuckng broke neck Jobsite accidents happen everyday If your head ain't swiveling, today might be your day You feel safe and secure with your fucking hardhat Not if you're hit wih a block of concrete It's the wake up call the whole world needs Our blue-collar time together could crush your white-collar dreams We all know the fuy on the site bucking for a promotion Sick of us nail driving types and praying for an office solution Narc us out to the boss man, circumventing the union It's a right to work state but your fight to live is in question You rat fucking bastard fall in line with the workes No one cares about you, not your employeers You have a degree and no appreciation for the spot I'm in The union has my back and you ain't invited C'mon union brothers, kill the compnay man Teach the traitors a lesson and take one out yourself Millions of ways to do it, don't make me spell it out spell it out You weld pipe like a mercenary and perceive yourself a visionary You rat fucking bastard, fall in line with the workers! |
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