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Tired of being bossed around getting the run around sweep your floors empty your trash you're the one who makes the cash tired of being a pissant 9 to 5 open my letter you won't be alive here's a present just for you when you'll open it you'll be through sit behind your desk act like a king treat me like a human beeing give me the worst jobs i'm getting mad when you're dead i'll be glad here's a present just for you Letras de cancioneswhen you'll open it you'll be through plastic explosive on your letter you'd be better off dead hope the building crumbles, on your head DIE!DIE! From Letras Mania