Dear employer I'd like to tell you that it's been wonderful these last few years But now you know I've got a new shoe And I'll be wearing it so far from here
Dear employer Your escalators are very dangerous on the way down They pinch the skin and they pull you in Spit out the boney bits on legal ground
Dear employer I heard a story When you were just knee-high Higher than I You built the wings The propeller, too With balsa wood and glue you learned to fly
Dear employer You commanded me Your commendations now don't mean as much I'm a lost cause Causing a problem But I promise to be way out of touch
Dear employer When you hear the news Please save the saintly words for saintly souls I'll be long-gone Long-gone and rotting Long-gone and ulcerous A thing untold
