Staff Meeting Blues

Fantasies

Dreary blue
I'm trapped inside
Want to run
Get away and hide
I'm stuck with glue
Bound to waste away
The facade of intellect
Falls with each word they say
Dreary blue
Is outside
If I were there
I could take a bike ride
Ignorance abounds
A painful ecstasy
If I had a hand grenade
I could end my misery
Dreary blue
Is where I want to be
Yet I'm impounded here
With the stupidity
If they died right now
The joy it would bring
How I'd drink & dance
How I'd laugh & sing

Realities

Ask me if I care
Ask me if you dare
It's the dumbest thing you could do
My motivation is low
I'll be happy to tell you where to go
Why don't you kiss the crack of my asshole

You don't seem to understand
I don't care what you have planned
I have less important things to be doing
I am pretending to be concerned
But I suppose you haven't learned
I really don't give a shit about your delusions

I'm gonna blow a fart
If you show me another chart
I don't give a fuck about these statistics
I don't love the company
I don't care to save your money
I know I'm not going to get a damn thing for it

Are you still talking
Your voice I am blocking
If you would shut the hell up I would be so happy
I love these double standards you use
I lose no matter how I choose
If only I could treat you as you treat me