Dead Mice

Dead mice in boxes at the front office
Throw them in the dumpster so corporate won't notice it
They're coming for the third time this week
You better get your shit together or be out on the street

You forgot to sign your last write-up
Cynthany was so mad that she began to choke up
Everybody here is losing their minds
It really pisses off Kevin when you clock out after time

And I know, and I know, and I know
That you need me to tell you
What to do and, where to go and
When to smile and when to shut the fuck up

And I know, and I know, and I know
This career is not only for show
Should be grateful that you're not alone
I go home and my wife groans