Well, the corporate life does really bite.
If you're squeezed between, so I've set my sight
On snaring me an executive chair
And then on getting me a French au pair.
Brown-nosers below me, jerkoffs at the heights,
Here I am, stuck with this midlevel crew.

Now I'm stuck with the midlevel crew,
And HR says that I'm rated "G2."
As we all know, that department's a waste;
The VP of HR's face looks like paste.
Brown-nosers below me, jerkoffs at the heights,
Here I am, stuck with this midlevel crew.

Well, I might as well have nothing;
I'm put down as naught but a yes-man.
So I am gonna start clawin'
My way to the top, some day:
Veee-Peee.

Till that day, I'm at the beck and call
Of my slug boss who has go no brains at all.
He makes me cool my heels at the door,
And when he speaks, I fall asleep--what a bore!
Brown-nosers below me, jerkoffs at the heights,
Here I am, stuck with this midlevel crew.

We are smarter, the underlings
Than the CEO, a well-paid man,
Who the founder's daughter's balling
Since they had their wedding day.
Heee's pleeeased.

Well, the corporate life does really bite.
Drunk, I challenged my putz boss to a fight,
Then I dared him to get out of his chair.
He called the guards, 'cause he ain't got a pair.
Out's where they hefted me; "Work's off--leave this site!"
Here I am, stuck with a pink-slip-filled crew,
Out of luck with a pink-slip-filled crew,
Drunk with a pink-slip-filled crew. . . .