In the board room the quiet man takes a
Second to think what do
He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak
And he hears his own voice
For years and years he's done nothing but bow down andput up with their demands
She sits like a viper and offers the clock
Without giving a damn
He takes it
"Honour forbids me but honour damned
You have whined till you got what you want
I did the work and when thingsd were going badly
You left us to rot"
He locked the door of the boardroom
And turned like the scene from the old country song
Towering over the table he's lost
He is drunk with it all
"You only
Come back to us when we'd turned it around
When we'd rescued your arse from fire
Your contribution to all that we did was to say
it was dire"
"Night after day after night I've been working
Despite of you fucking us all
Now I'm going to die I don't care if you cry
Just please leave me alone
And spare your tears for yourself
We've had those till were sick
You should leave while you still have the chance"
The others were shocked at this shameful disgrace
At the end of an honoured career
He paused in the silence to pull down his tie
And observe the meleeI'm not looking to disturb you, just a little to unnerve you.
I have nothing about games and always looking back.
After the last unholy row - I never, ever play basketball now.
It joins a list of things I'll miss like fencing foils and lovely girls I'll never kiss.
Leave it behind on an overcrowded desk where the "IN"-tray is higher than the "OUT" ever will be.
Before the tea rooms fill with flirting couples call. Remember to call.
And "FLOW", it skips like a river and it rolls "FLOW", you'll swear it's a chapel - isn't that so ?
Think of all the things that grew here, long before we moved here; all of it good and strong, and all of it gone.
After that last unholy row - I never, ever play, basketball now
It joins the list of things I'll miss like fencing foils, and lovely girls I'll never kiss.
You may say I've got plenty, but no one knows how long things stay big Roger D.