take your carriage clock and shove
In the boardroom the quiet man
takes a second to think what to do
He's out of his seat and
he's starting to speak
And he hears his own voice
For years and years
he's done nothing but bow down
and put up with all her demands
She sits like a viper
and offers the clock
Without giving a damn
He takes it
Honour forbids me
but honour be damned
You have whined till
you got what you want
I did the work and
when things were going badly
You left us to rot
He locked the door of the boardroom
And turned like the scene
from the old country song
Towering over the table he's lost
He's drunk with it all
You only
Came back to us
when we'd turned it around
When we'd rescued your arse
from the fire
Your contribution to all
that we did was to say
it was dire
Night after day after night
I've been working
Despite of you fucking us all
Now I'm going to die
I don't care if you cry
Just please leave me alone
And spare those tears for yourself
We've had those till we were sick
You should leave
while you still have the chance
The others were shocked
at this shameful disgrace
At the end of an honoured career
He paused in the silence
to pull down his tie
And observe the melee