Workin' the Line

Go to the place that you work

you always wanna quit on the way there

in the lot in the car

you thought you would be driving by now

you're inside say goodbye cause you'll be here until the end of

can I get you started with a drink

that's ok i'll give you time to think

do you guys think you need some more time oh oh oh

do you think you've made up all your minds

tying the chef to a chair

and kicking his ass down a flight a stairs

back at me like a dog to a flea

I know you want to punch me too

but you wont

think you're tough

don't bluff i'll fuck you up don't touch me

I don't want things to get ugly

you're the reason why the world is

burning hell and blister popping you

I hate hate you too

tell me what to do

I'm not going to work

go fuck your

can I get you started with a drink

that's ok i'll give you time to think

do you guys think you need some more time oh oh oh

do you think you've made up all your minds