Bad day at the office 2
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Bad day at the office 2
When I was a little boy
I wanted to be a fighter pilot
Then a locomotive driver
In my teens I wanted to be a rock star
In my twenties an artist
My thirties, a writer
I’ve ended up
Writing cheap junk mail and advertisements
Kissing corporate ass
At a soul-less bank
Some days I feel like an hour glass
Where the sand has almost run out
Now all I want to be
Is that little boy again
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