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Deliver The Stuff


Here is your job; you’ve become a working slave responsible for carrying my envelopes away.

Deliver the stuff, and you better not delay

I’m paying you the minimum by law that I can pay.

I’ll make more on my lunch break than you’ll make in fourteen days.

You’re a tax deduction, just a write off, just a way…..

Deliver the stuff, won’t you place it over there, behind the coffee maker.

Watch the waker on the chair.

Right there, who cares deliver the stuff.

Deliver the stuff to god knows where, god knows where.

Here is my mailing list I got it from a boy.

A college education never ceases to destroy.

Destroy the land and the people you employ.

If you’re earning up diplomas you get a thousand dollar toy.

Oh yeah, alright! Deliver the stuff.

 

Lyrics typed up by Barry Sowle. Thanks Barry!