A courier:
Unravelling the package is a fringe benefit known as 'baksheesh' to us.
Fill your load with some metallic weights- they're paying by the pound and this spleen just don't weigh.

Psychics:
Try to avoid petty words about details, stick with occultish trifles!
You tell a soothsayer's forecast, no matter what those scientific jerks say.

Juries:
The hooker who's raped will despise yas, when you find 'Not Guilty: that footy player's sperm was stolen!' Make rude faces at the entire court and flick a nickel for Verdict Three.

Door guys:
Your new threshold has blue flappy bits, but you wanna go buy a doormat. At bars your pick a scuffle with baked drunks. Throw a punch, feel buff and macho packing heat..

They're your bosses' notes to get paid. Yay yay yay yay yay.
They're your bosses' notes to get paid.

German Guide:
You first day starts off with some tourists flaunting yen, and all their sushi condiments. Then some guy will make your knees tremble, with a goosestep, Luger and swastika on his chest.

Dancer:
You audition was stupider than a fat Cupid in a dress, with a beak, racing through a pub. Why not talk up your role in Swan Lake (even though you make it for five mere steps.)

CEO:
How is it a good scheme: Kyoto poppycock stuff from people who are just cross of waste? Say no. Treaty? Fuck it, polluting nature wouldn't stop Russia's towns, saves a million more for merry pricks.

Servo:
All Servo Stations aid the Bentleys, pump their gallons and accept their dues. Ignore the little guys all day, then just light up when you calibrate a smashed Buick..


They're your bosses' notes to get paid. Yay yay yay yay yay.
They're your bosses' notes to get paid.

Now you may cry it's real unethical to spit stereotypes. Oh, it's not right to simply tell us that professions from the senate to a bar have intentionally got sycophants; with training that criminally apprises stealing dough and then cheating on your insurance with fake leg casts and convictions that the place was full of Thai artifacts lost within 'the incident'. It's truthful that some people lie and borrow work materials and every single job, occupation and craft's imbued with these guys!

Sweeper:
A swig of potion will call the town coroner- that bottle harboured antiseptic fluid! Gutters are the sweeper's best assistant. Abandon that damn disinfectant cask- it leaks.

Corpse Cleaner:
The dead are such a fun, respected group- it's a ball grooming them
with blue eyeshadow! Quirks: a brittle limb's harder to get moving down clothes, belt it weak. Use tools like stakes.

Quack Psychologist:
Your clients all have tissues while they squawk... BILL THEM. Fake frowns almost make your lectures expert, authorizing false sheepskins in your den.

Rapper Dawg:
Your hos say that your rap writing and colourful cursin' deserves "going Iron." The vile abuse of 'f***ing whores and bitches' is clever, clever, clever, clever, clever. Keep your mouth runnin'!

They're your bosses' notes to get paid. Yay yay yay yay yay.
They're your bosses' notes get paid.
They're your bosses' notes to get paid. Yay yay yay yay yay.
They're your bosses' notes get paid.