I wanna job made in france
I want the slowest burning
Longest lasting, job
Please don't complain it just makes it
Worse
I can't contain the joy it gives me to
Work
You might know me from upstairs
I'm the jailer that cuts your hair
Don't you dare defy me, don't you dare
Give me a job
I want to see the world without its borders
I wish to see my woman without her morals
Oh wait, not so fast, there are some things that you owe me
Greetings from the past, of a future that you'll never see
You might know me from upstairs
I'm the jailer that cuts your hair
Don't you dare defy me, don't you dare