Lock the doors and shut the blinds
You can't run a business without some security
Everybody wants what's free
And guaranteed with purchase of your company
With a trash bag full of merchandise
The good and bad gets scissored up
And hoarded by the help
While glass lit from the bottom
Constitutes the smell
There's no job that pays quite this well
Now there is no escape
You're laying down on the bed you've made
All the money saved
Could never cover the price you paid
But for what it's worth
Remember that you wouldn't have it any other way
Your girlfriend sits with blackened eyes
A dog with ringworms passes on his way to eat
And shit next to my bedroom door
Excuse me if I'm feeling less like royalty
One man's treasure is another's curse
It's hard to keep good company
When you've locked yourself in hell
While glass lit from the bottom
Constitutes the smell
There's no job that pays quite this well
Now there is no escape
You're laying down on the bed you've made
All the money saved
Could never cover the price you paid
But for what it's worth
Remember that the buzz
will numb your troubles
So that you're awake
but not aware
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