BossMan

 

The Man,

The Boss,

They try to shut you down.

 

The Man,

The Boss,

They stretch you paper thin.

 

The Man,

The Boss,

They push you out the door.

 

The Man,

The Boss,

I can’t take this any more.

 

The Man,

The Boss,

The devil in disguise.

 

The Man,

The Boss,

They try to lead to to your demise.

 

The Man,

The Boss,

They scrutinise,

Don’t sympathise,

Ought to be chastised,

And apologise,

For pecking out your eyes,

Like hungry magpies.

 

Trying to monopolise,

Through what feels like,

An illegitimate enterprise,

But I have to internalise,

And agonise,

It’s like i’m paralysed,

Continuously criticised,

And ostracised,

But I better shut up,

Before I jeopardise,

My job.

 

Oh,

Fuck the Man.

Fuck the Boss.

Fuck them right up the feckin arse.

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