Work Song #1

Work Song #1

The bosses keep

Telling us we’re

“resistant to change”

We’re

“afraid of change”

They keep saying

The same  thing

Over and over and

You can tell

It’s really their favorite thing to

keep beating it into our brains

Until we’re too scared

 To say what we’re actually

Thinking

They hold it over our necks

Like a freaking axe so

We start to really

Believe it and

Think there’s something

Wrong with us if we

Even admit to it

At all (and a thought goes

Through your head that goes yeah

Man I know all about it just by looking

In the mirror every morning at the grey hair)

Or God forbid you’d actually

Tell them no, man

It’s just your idea sucks

You really don’t have any idea

What on earth you’re

Doing and

It’s going to fuck everything up

And go and make things worse

But who’s going to do that?

No me, man I

Got car payments out

The ass, a kid in college and

Everybody knows if you

Piss them off they’ll

Get you back

One way or another