Handleman's Revenge
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They named that god damn kiss-ass handleman
Vice president of human resources or something
He stood up and made a speech about how we would
All have to work even harder now
I thought harder now, harder at what?
I would give anything to get up and walk out of here but I'm
Stuck on the corner (Yeah, yeah)
Of sanity and madness (Oh, yeah)
I'm looking 'em over (Yeah, yeah)
I can't see a difference (Oh, yeah)
Making money out of paper, making paper out of trees
We're making so much money we can hardly breathe
You ought to hear the shit that I get from my daughter
She says that she can't stand the sight of the car I bought her
Gonna ruin her life forever, don't ride a ragtop
Her and her mother spend my money pretty much non-stop
They're trying to break me for the sake of the neighborhood
They want everybody up and down the
Street to think we're doing good, we're
Stuck on the corner (Yeah, yeah)
Of sanity and madness (Oh, yeah)
I'm looking 'em over (Yeah, yeah)
I can't see a difference (Oh, yeah)
Making money out of paper, making paper out of trees
We're making so much money we can hardly breathe
I didn't even want to study economics
My parents made me 'cause they said it would be practical
I can't make my kid do a god damn thing I tell him to
That kid's an unrepentant radical
He is as unimpressed by these plaques in my cubicle
As I'm secretly impressed with his ability
To look at everything so completely irresponsibly, I'm
Stuck on the corner (Yeah, yeah)
Of sanity and madness (Oh, yeah)
I'm looking 'em over (Yeah, yeah)
I can't see a difference (Oh, yeah)
Making money out of paper, making paper out of trees
We're making so much money we can hardly breathe
You know now I have to call that little pecker Mr. Handleman
Drove home from work as mad as I had ever been and then
Nearly jerked a kid out of a drive-thru window
He said, "Will that be everything?" I said, "Hey, what would you know?
You're looking at a man about to buy his kid a ragtop
What are you driving, a bicycle, you little bum?" Now I'm
Stuck on the corner (Yeah, yeah)
Of sanity and madness (Oh, yeah)
I'm looking 'em over (Yeah, yeah)
I can't see a difference (Oh, yeah)
Making money out of paper, making paper out of trees
We're making so much money we can hardly breathe
We're making so much money we can hardly breathe
We're making so much money we can hardly breathe