Big Blue Shit written sometime between 1997-2006
Come work for us
You can’t go wrong
We say what you want to hear
But do whatever lines our pockets
Too bad if you don’t like it
You don’t have a choice now
You’re one of us now
I’m sick of this shit
Treat us like humans not numbers
Im through with your crap
Its all a bunch of big blue shit
We tell you you’re doing good
We tell you we’re doing great
We won’t give you any raises
Causer we’re enjoying the rewards
We need all our cars
We need all our yachts
We don’t need you to be happy
I’m sick of this shit
Treat us like humans not numbers
Im through with your crap
Its all a bunch of big blue shit