What I would imagine the pressures of working for the U.S. Postal system may encompass |
DISGRNTLED POSTAL EMPLOYEE I hate my job, I hate everybody, I hate envelopes, cartons, boxes, and magazines Zip codes, rural roads, my life is a mess, no return address, surviving on amphetamines I am sick and tired of having to see Ed McManon's face every single fucking day Package's marked handle with care, well I don't care, gets broke, aint coming out of pay Watching pretty women in the lobby while they slowly lick there stamps I imagine then licking me, I rub mself, semen secrets, my whitie tighties get damp My ultimate fantasy is to have some whore suck my cock though the p.o. box If not that, then to jack off on lunch break, out on the loading dock I have all kinds of weapons at home, I could go over the edge on any given day Anyone gives me any shit, or looks at me the wrong way, I'll blow there ass away I advise you to stay away, keep your distance, don't even think about fucking with me I'm hall out of my rabbit ass mind, I'm another disgruntled postal employee Shannon Doherty on the cover of Playboy, sorry Reverend Smith I pocket it Let the subscrriber complain he did not receive his mail, I don't give a shit Reading post cards from Mr. and Mrs. see the U.S.A. in there Cheverolet while out on vacation And when I want to see some snatch, I snacth someones porno publication Sorting letters by zip codes, the letters over here have no stamps Bags full of letters to Santa, my arms and hands get cramps Return to sender, address unnkown, bullshit! it goes into the garbage can Ding dong, ding dong, Avon may ring twice but not this disgruntled postman All it would take for me to take you out is to wake up on the wrong side of the bed Anyone gives me any shit or looks at me the wrong way I'll blow off there fucking head It does not matter who you are, the boss, a co-worker, some patron in the lobby I'm half out of my rabbit ass mind, I'm another disgruntled employee |