Everybody wants to be the boss

In the company of strangers / You worked hard
You kept a smile / In a ring on the end of your nose
You desired more But they desired more than you
You hung on For a roof, food and cloths

You joked with a passing customer
Who criticised the mob
I heard you say I heard you say, its because
Everybody wants to be the boss

Sitting all day serving others
As new and old form a cross
To hang in front of you like they were dying
Because everyone wants to be the boss

In the field and in the factory
In the office and the restaurant
No one is happy with the work they do
Everybody wants to be the boss

Everyone tell you what to do
Everything comes at a cost
Everyone I trying to run over you
Everyone wants to be the boss

So I do my job and I take my money home
And I sleep like the brain of a cod
And I wake up in the morning ready for the war
Because everyone wants to be the boss

Even the girls in the salon
Will pull one over on the spot
So you do your best but its never enough
When everyone wants to be the boss

Oh neighbour it’s a bad sign
So stay indoors and don’t get lost
For they’ll chase you down like a deer
And they’ll run you down like a fox

Every other man is unhappy
Humanity has become like a frost
Everyone wants to get on top of the other
Everyone wants to be the boss

Oh brothers will screw you over
Sisters will run you down like dross
Everyone is in a race for the White House
Everyone wants to be the boss

I was in the supermarket when I overheard this conversation about how the checkout person was being told what to do by several other fellow employees.

It reminded me of every job, college, and school I’ve ever been to and I went OMG to myself.

A poem I would put music to just a standard 1,3,4 chord structure and a bit of elbow grease

You cannot live in a Thicket

Em Am Em
You can bully and speak ill of the dead
You can trample down and burn with fire
You can rob the poor and rape the lonely
But you cannot live in a thicket
But you cannot live in a thicket

You can bark orders and order executions
You can change lives and enslave lives
You can control continents and murder nations
But you cannot live in a thicket
But you cannot live in a thicket

Dm Am Em
Snails climb and birds jump, and life
Grows like the roadside thicket
They don’t mind the tangle of wood
They don’t mind the tangled picket
Stretching further and further into eternity
Stretching further and further into eternity

It’s difficult to do anything evil from inside a thicket