Money for the Motto Lyrics

Oh Lord, he knows me, and he's got what he needs, to pick on me all day

Out of my way, you've got to be kidding me

I've got a vacation coming up, do you really want to make me stay

This monolisk might as well model for the station's god awful laws you uphold

Fed up with following all these rules and regulations, I'm told

You've Got a deficiency

Seems like you're about to be featured on my little list.

Piss on me to piss me off

Just you wait and see what kind of prize you get.

got a death wish, I could fulfill

Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year

Too bad you're not going to make it, clearly

Uh oh, doesn't seem like you quite know the drill boss

Sergeant go brrr, brr, brrr, brrr, pillbox

And expect the stretcher to lay down and lay off

Make corrections for non-existent problems

Oh Lord, he knows me, and you've got what you need to pick on me all day

Out of my way, you've got to be kidding me I've got a vacation coming up, do you really want to make me stay

Oh, how my hate grows

Move, your legs don't

Grace us with your presence, never place yourself in these endeavors

Praise the mountain you don't come down from

Take a hike, and strike a balance

Motto

Money for the motto, but I don't know

Furthermore

Standup in the middle, but I never move