Bossman

Stale the pot stir the middle man junction
Romp astute pops but coherently bought in all doing
Chats at the industrial cigarette break
Hard knocks, the wooden boat, the concrete pire
And failure grand like from higher office
Goes unnoticed like missing rubber fenders
Any bossman beholds a certain knack for stupid
Point full arm with blinders for side exquisites
Yeah king fat tight decisioner
Holy praire one be righteous stirring a mass psychosis
Cz news say Merlin has left the sceneries
Left for the last peace
Of quiet winterland