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Michael McGuire
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Boss
Anything you say; boss, Any game you play; boss, I'll just sit here and live off the bread of your whim, I'll sharpen your saw then go out on a limb.
If I get caught I get fired if I don't it's a promotion, Cut throat justice; ant-heap commotion, As petty as a child; as vain as a god, I'd like to spare the child and spoil the rod.
Anyway you choose; boss, Anyway I lose; boss, I'll just sit here and pretend your world; polish your ego, You answer with a negative yes; an absolute no.
Your stupidity only excelled by your lack of trust, You believe everyone is just like you full of ladder-lust, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You believe you're full of principals that you would never sacrifice, I believe you're full of something else; something just as nice.
Anyway you will; boss, Anyway you kill; boss, I'll just here and learn to like the taste of my pride, I'll just sit here and contemplate your suicide.
Many feel you are the symptom but I know you are the disease, You get a perverse thrill out of bringing the helpless to their knees, But at least I can say in good conscience I'd rather be beaten black and blue, Hell; I'd rather even have you for a boss than ever be like you.
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