For some reason I seem to be writing a plethora of what you might call "comedy" songs at the moment, it's a nice release from love and loss but it doesn't half take me to so very different mental places!
This is one I wasn't sure I was going to release for the consumption of the masses but decided in the end to canvas some opinion. I suspect it might not ever get performed live but I'll see what feedback I get.
http://youtu.be/HovWDVyTISwOh and please don't take it too seriously, its not written with actual intent in mind just as a manifestation of my glumness after a rubbish day at work
Lyrics read as followsIn the office every day
He tells me to work harder
I’d love to slice him up in chunks
and keep him in the larder
In his private office
With shagpile on the floor
A bit of careful filleting
He’d feed a family of 4
ChorusI’d love to get rid of the boss
I don’t think that he’s leaving
The only way for certain is
To chop him up and eat him
If we’re gonna make a feast
We’ll start with his PA
Stick an apple in her mouth and
That’ll be entree
I wouldn’t like to eat him raw
Like Bear Grylls or Ray Mears
But sautéed with garlic and
Washed down with a few beers
ChorusI have to laugh at all his jokes
Cause I really need the pay
But he’d be more mature
Hung for 28 days
I’m not the only one
Who’d like to see him gone
But maybe by digestion
Well, that’s a little strong
Chorus ....repeat