A day at work,
No time to play,
A dump for the angry souls all day…

So blind these man,
Can they not see,
This dump has a heart,
This dump can feel…

Oh you heartless ones,
Wake up thou fools,
Think not of thyself
The world rolls not around thee,
Thou art but an angry nothing,
So do not make thyself so big…
Thou cannot square a world that’s round,
Thou can only spin with the ball…

So hard I try,
To give with my heart,
But want not to see the end of me,
What can move me,
Are bags of gold,

So if you ain’t got $500 to pay,
Don’t think of disrupting my lunch, OK! >:-P