Assistant (to the manager) - Seaweed

Please excuse me

Could you please repeat the question

I hid it in a memo will it fly?

High as an ostrich

This would not escape a half-wit

You got much more work there doctor get inside

Back by the doorway

Nailed into the tackboard

There’s a list of policies and you’ll abide

It’s for the company

Yeah we’re all in this together

One production unit ego will die

Just take the burden off me

I’ve got the knife of charm

Red curtains fall on my pleas

I saw evil on my street

Smiled so wide I had to blink

Works his fingers to the bone

Sour understates his tone

You’ll afford to knock me

When you’re writing your own paycheck

But until then as you know

I own your time

No more explaining

I’ll shove your nose into the grindstone

If you give me opinions you resigned

Just take the burden off me

Kam put the knife in dharm

Red curtains fall on my pleas