Goes through my head every day. And another ones gone, another ones gone, another one bites the dust.
We can't keep employees. What a freaking sh-t show.
Goes through my head every day. And another ones gone, another ones gone, another one bites the dust.
We can't keep employees. What a freaking sh-t show.
Going according to plan. Bodies in bodies out.
Yeah, just sitting back
Trying to recapture a little of the glory of
Well, the time slips away
Leaves you with nothing, mister, but boring stories of
Glory days
There are plenty of ways that you can hurt a man
And bring him to the ground
You can beat him, you can cheat him, you can treat him bad
And leave him when he's down, yeah