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Smithers, turn on the surveillance
Yes sir, it's worse than I
morning at nine, they trickle through the gates
They go home early, come in late

Reeking of liquor they stumble through the day
Never a thought to honest work for honest pay
I know it shouldn't vex me, I shouldn't take it
I I should ignore their capering with a kingly disregard, but

Look at all those
Ooh, look at all boobs
An office full of morons, a full of fools
Is it any wonder that I'm singing, the blues

They make personal calls
On company
They Xerox buttocks
And guess who the dime

Their blatant thievery me
ingratitude astounds
I long to them to my home
And release the hounds

I shouldn't grow
When with such abuse
I shouldn't let it me
I blow a fuse

But, at all those idiots
Ooh, look at all boobs
An office full of morons, a full of fools
Is it any that I'm singing, singing the blues

happened? Where are the instruments?
I they call this a breakdown, sir
I have any breakdowns here
What if was an inspector around?

Play a guitar
Oh, I'm a out of practice, sir
I do it, so do it, do it, do it
Yes sir

Yes,
done
All right, it's beginning to
be sufficient, Smithers

me?
I said that's
Oh, sir
I had my mojo working

That man by the
Drinking water, as if it's
Oh, Homer Simpson, sir
A from sector 7-G

Yes, well, this Simpson to my office
And stay to the fun
If 6 feet when he enters
He'll be two feet I'm done

It brings a ray of
To my unhappy
To make him kneel me
And slowly the knife

at all those idiots
Ohh, look at all boobs
An office of morons, a factory full of fools
Is it any wonder, I'm singing, singing the blues

me home, sir
I'm

by idiots
Outnumbered by
An office full of morons, a planet full of
Is it any wonder, I'm
Maybe you be singing, sir, oh, singing the blues

(Look at all idiots)
Mr. Burns, you, you make Muddy Waters sound and
(An full of morons)
Cheerful, by
Thank you,
but
(Is it any wonder)
Heartfelt

I feel like I got a few off my chest
And onto the of my inferiors
You do
(Look at all idiots)
Why are still playing?
(Office of morons)
not still on salary, are they?
We're not their parking, sir