manager shmanager
without you we’d be happier
blew through your whole career
kissing up to fat rears
sold all your colleagues out
for some of daddy’s handout
feast and sit at the table
without which you’re barely able
to do any work or measure worth
no f***s given because of poor girth
real workers covered in dirt
expose your rot lack of self-worth
when you lay in bed hope we’re loud in your head
got your number got you read
empty souls cry for money instead
cronies how come you’re all so well fed