Vague Insanty 062

You try to win and you just can't stop, you can't drop the ball 'cause you gotta be on top, who cares who you fuck, punk or screw, just can't let anyone get ahead of you, so you kick and scream and make yourself a total asshole, people think you're fucking mad but you're under control, just no way to stop and think about what you've done, just gotta keep punching to finish what you've begun

You wake up late and rush to work, the dude behind the counter is a total jerk, ratting you out to corporate bosses, trying to hide and cover up your quarterly losses, but the whole damn enterprise is bleeding from the ears, you've been mismanaged, misinformed and mislead for years.

There's nothing left but empty promises to the welfare office, and you think you could sleep your way up the ladder but the only one willing to fuck you is the mailman in the basement, it's debasing and you aren't getting to promotion, gotta start false fires to put out, and profit off the commotion

So you show up in the morning with your suit and tie, don't care how many glue sniffers gunna die, when you roll out your new design electronic happy clown toy, it's good for a girl and good for a boy

But guess what, there's some other bastard in your chair, and as you wonder how the hell he got there, you get kicked out of the building and lose your job, now you're working at a fast food joint with some homeless guy named Bob

That's just business.

Nothing personal.