Dream Job Lyrics

(Shut up)
We get down to the sound of a singular mind
And we like criminals when criminals are treatin’ us kind
For the subliminal freaks with their invisible style who can’t smile
(Oi)
You’re on trial

I place a bet on a game knowing no one will score
And break a sweat watching the greats dragging their feet on the floor
Is it ambitiously weak to be proficiently poor
And still smile when on trial?
But still

It’s ace
Top
Mint
Boss (That’s boss)
Class
Sweet
Deece
Not bad

So lay waste to your superiors to lighten the mood
Or kowtow to your inferiors for fear you’ll look rude
If you don’t, are your interiors as perfectly skewed as mine are?
Maybe I’ll show you sometime

But oh my God
It’s ace! Just look at my face
Top! I’m on top of the world
Mint! Of course it is
Boss! Why can’t we travel in business
Class? Pass the pop, because life is
Sweet! So neat, it can’t be beat, it’s
Deece! That means decent
Not bad
It’s alright
Yeah

Welcome to the future
The paranoia suits ya
Step into my office
All night long
It’s ace!
It’s class!
Top!
Sweet!
Welcome to the future
The paranoia suits ya
Mint!
God knows what you’re talking about
Boss!
But your eyes never lie when you look at me like that
Step into my office
All night long
Class!
Let me show you…
Sweet!
…how we do things…
Deece!
Welcome to your dream job
…round here
Not bad!
I’m never gonna give it up
Ace!
God knows what you’re talking about
Dream job
Top!
God knows what you’re talking about
All night long
Mint!
Step into my office
Boss!
All night long