Oh shit I’m late
Now my bosses will decide my fate
And do they show
The lengths that we will go
To try get a cold
Cos I’m too old
This occasion it has not been sold
Wish I was lying in my bed
But my bosses want my head
Un-employment I do dread
I’ll go job-hunting instead

And screw it all they’ve gone made me redundant
Un-employment is quite pungent
Now I’m singing this song
I hate the CEO
Of my old former company
I flicked him a massive big V
A job AD I will call oh please employ me
I’ll go job-hunting instead

I am not a geek
And my CV’s not a silver streak
Through all this stuff
I always knew that my boss was so duff
and as my anger grows
Tear the flesh from his bones
And when he is dead
Hide his corpse under my bed

MY girlfriend calls she offers me assurance
I hope she brings me a few cans
Drinking it all night long
And after morning call
A job search it will take me
I know a jobs their for me
Will I come to call they will employ me
I’m bringing home a pay cheque

MY girlfriend calls she offers me assurance
I hope she brings me a few cans
Drinking it all night long
And after morning call
A job search it will take me
I know a jobs their for me
Will I come to call they will employ me
I’m bringing home a pay cheque