The Hamsters - Climbing The Corporate Ladder (for 'suits' everywhere! Lyrics under 'more')

A song for any poor sod who's ever had to wear a suit for a living... From our third album 'The Hamsters', released in 1993 I step in the elevator at half-past eight I've got places to go, I don't wanna be late You know I crawl and I creep to reach the top of the heap, yeah... Well, lunch is for wimps and I don't need no sleep... ha! I'm a ruthless mutha and I don't care That's the way it has to be if you wanna get somewhere Climbing the corporate ladder Finding all your enemies scatter I'm comin' for your job... My woman's got needs I can't satisfy The stress has got to my groin, she waves my money bye-bye She goes cruising round the clubs in the Jag I lent her I think she's screwing bodybuilders from the local leisure centre And if I catch her in the act I'll wring her neck, I swear Meanwhile I'm stuck here in this office tearing out my hair... Climbing the corporate ladder Finding you're getting madder and madder Don't you know I'm... Climbing the corporate ladder Finding you're getting older and fatter So, bend over and take it and scratch their backs You gotta kiss a lotta ass and get a heart attack Must be some point to all this I keep telling myself You know I'm losing my soul as well as losing my health You'd better pass me the pills, I don't feel too well On the bed I made in this rat-race Hell... Climbing the corporate ladder Finding you're getting madder and madder Don't you know I'm... Climbing the corporate ladder Finding you're getting older and fatter Climbing the corporate ladder Winding up really battered and shattered Here's your P45, boy....