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Grab
the rules books they are here,
Come
to wipe out the smile and the cheer,
From
poisoned pens come the begging letters,
Pull
you in for an interview,
With
the Gestapo vetters,
Endless
quick fire questioning,
Soon
does your head in, and no reasoning,
Section
this and subsection that,
They
are the ubiquitous all time prat,
They
want to know all of your life history,
Don't
answer them and you'll soon be sorry,
All
on the one official nuisance form,
To
them the pen pushing is a daily,
Boring
normal norm,
They
waste your time,
Waste
their time own too,
Better
duck and dive,
Yeah
evade them too,
They
will penalise you, in one fail swoop,
Wouldn't
believe in the depths to which they
stoop,
Paper
mountains all pile up,
Needy
screwed, yeah isn't it rough,
Ultra
boring in conversation,
The
Jack in Office Pen Pushers Brigade
Got
to get the information,
They
pester the life out of you, until they
win,
Public
jacks in office then dip in,
To
your ever disappearing purse,
The
Jack in Office Pen Pushers Brigade,
They
are all a curse,
Money
for nothing,
They
never do their job,
Big
fat salaries,
Making
their few bob,
At
your expense they grind you down,
Try
and resist you find you're before the
crown,
Supposed
to give but they'd sooner take,
Bonus
and incentives they're all on the make,
The
Jack in Office Pen Pushers Brigade,
They're
so very much like the plague,
From
the tax man to the DSS,
They
are the ones to give you the stress.
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Copyright:
Kazytc 2005
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