Letter Bomb

Lyrics

Tired of being bossed around Getting the runaround Sweep your floors, empty your trash You're the one that makes the cash Tired of being a pissant 9 to 5 Open my letter, you won't be alive Here's a present just for you When you open it, you'll be through Sit behind your desk, act like a king Treat me like a human being Give me the worst jobs, I'm getting mad When you're dead, I'll be glad Here's a present just for you When you'll open it, you'll be through Plastic explosive on your letter You'd be better off dead Hope the building crumbles On your head Die, die!