Oh, I run a sales office with about fourteen people and they all do the same
job so I treat 'em like robots.
Oh, I wear bourgeoise business suits and go on business trips
to some little island off of San Diego.
Oh, I hate to be mean, but I'll admit that I'm human,
'cause when I fire someone, Hell, it ruins my dinner.
Oh, I could get promoted but could also get fired
but at least I can fall back on the Army Reserve.
(Who knows... someday... regional manager!)
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