
Going Postal Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Light fire to the boss man's sports car
Find him drowning in a dingy little sports bar
On the way out ask if he needs a ride
Watch him stumble out to a taxi
Watch him hammered climbing into the backseat
Tell his wife he's awful lucky that he didn't die
We're going postal, baby
Look us up in the news
We're going postal, baby
Shedding the boss man's blues
He's doing rails behind an office door
He's passing out on the bathroom floor
He's flipping tables
He's already half way gone
Ripping pages from the company handbook
Tell me he's too much to handle
Tell me how's a man in charge get to being this wrong
We're going postal, baby
Look us up in the news
We're going postal, baby
Shedding the boss man's blues
Light him up on the company phone
Tear him to pieces
Rip him down to the bone
Tell him nobody is buying what he's got to sell
Have him for dinner with some chianti
With all the boys and girls from R and D
And when the wine is gone
Tell him that you'll see him in hell
We're going postal, baby
Look us up in the news
We're going postal, baby
Shedding the boss man's blues