We line up outside each morning And we dont leave til late at night If you arent sweating like a warthog Then you didnt do your burpees right My friend couldnt lift the dolly Told the man his back was sore Man says Im awful sorry But you dont work here no more, more, more, more You dont work here no more And we sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods Its dangerous insid a factory Of fellows liable to croak The convyor belts are always grinding And the furnaces keep belching smoke If youre wondering why Im still here Heres how the situation looks to me I might miss my babys first steps But its the only way shes gonna eat, eat, eat, eat The only way shes gonna eat And if youre wondering who the boss is Hes the richest guy youll never meet And if youre what he looks like Theres a statue every thirty feet And if youre wondering what hes up to Then you know better than to ask Theres money falling out of his wallet And theres a white line across his desk, desk, desk, desk A white line across his desk And we sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods We sing about the goods
sing, good, desk, eat, wondering