Destructo Disk - Glenda

You do anything to make another buck
We've never seen you smile
Hey man you really suck
You suck the energy out of the room
It's ok to judge others but they can't judge you
But we still do

I'm sick of your games
I'm sick of the low paychecks
What's next?
Some day you'll see, you can't fire me
This business is lame, I get no respect
(No shit!)
I'm sick of this food and I'm sick of you

You're judging other people by the color of their skin
Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think that's called sin
I really don't care what you think about the gays
I'll spit in your drink just like I'll spit on your grave
It's all the same

I'm sick of your games
Sick of the low paychecks
What's next?
Some day you'll see, you can't fire me
This business is lame, I get no respect (No shit!)
I'm sick of this food and I'm sick of you

She's always right
She's never wrong
I'm really glad that I quit my job
I'm sick of your games
Sick of the low paychecks
What's next?
Some day you'll see, you can't fire me

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Destructo Disk

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