Far From Sucking
By Steve Durand
I tried to climb the corporate ladder
Working hard to get ahead
But the fat cats just got fatter
And I got more work instead
So I went to ask my mentor
What's the secret of success?
He said get behind your boss
And press your lips firmly to his ass
Oooooo, Living in the corporate world
Oooooo, Living in the corporate world
It can be oh, so stressful
To be a yes man all the time
And your nose gets very brown
When you stick your face where the sun don't shine
But that's how you win the rat race
And escape the maze you're in
You can finally find your cheeze
But you're still a rat even if you win
Oooooo, Living in the corporate world
Oooooo, Living in the corporate world
I need to take vacation
Go somewhere far away
Take a cruise down to Jamaica
Spend some time in Montego Bay
Relaxing by the ocean
Is a perfect antidote
I could sell off my stock options
And buy a fishing boat
Oooooo, Escape the corporate world
Oooooo, Escape the corporate world
I'll turn off my cell phone
Disconnect my laptop too
I'll be incommunicado
My boss won't be able to get through
By then I might get fired
But it's not a total loss
I'll be close to sucking down lots of rum
And far from sucking up to my boss
Oooooo, Escape the corporate world
Oooooo, Escape the corporate world
Far From Sucking
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Steve Durand
- Panama
- Posts: 779
- Joined: Fri Apr 01, 2005 1:26 pm
- Instruments: trumpet, trombone, sax, clarinet, flute, keyboards, banjo, guitar, bass, ukulele
- Recording Method: SONAR 6, Dell Inspiron E1705, Edirol UA-25, Studio Projects B-1 Mic
- Submitting as: Steve Durand, Elastic Waste Band
- Location: Anaheim, CA
Far From Sucking
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furrypedro
- Ice Cream Man
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TMK plays Far From Sucking
My mouth fills with blood
and drips on the pavement
I run my tongue over the gap
I hope you've updated your atlas since last time
When we got some trouble at the Albanian border
How many poeple I wonder think their lives will be changed by
Famous trumpet players an baths of healing water
You've got good thighs for climbing trees
and bring me honey when i don't deserve it
so far from sucking the blood from me
When I'm so far from perfect
The stone I knocked my teeth out on is gone
The cart in which I sat and cried is firewood
and as I walk blind my trainers grip the road
The pungent smell of pulped olives guides me home
You've got good hands for hauling nets and bring me
Fresh sardines when I don't deserve it
So far from sucking the blood form me
when I'm so far from perfect
My mouth fills with blood
and drips on the pavement
I run my tongue over the gap
I hope you've updated your atlas since last time
When we got some trouble at the Albanian border
How many poeple I wonder think their lives will be changed by
Famous trumpet players an baths of healing water
You've got good thighs for climbing trees
and bring me honey when i don't deserve it
so far from sucking the blood from me
When I'm so far from perfect
The stone I knocked my teeth out on is gone
The cart in which I sat and cried is firewood
and as I walk blind my trainers grip the road
The pungent smell of pulped olives guides me home
You've got good hands for hauling nets and bring me
Fresh sardines when I don't deserve it
So far from sucking the blood form me
when I'm so far from perfect