Glenda

Gideon, who the fuck do you think you are?

I can't handle you in Super Monkey Ball?

(Hey, Danny) Well you can't handle me in Hotel Mario!

(We're recording)

(Danny...) You jumbo bitch!

(Danny!)

Fuck you!

You'd do anything to make another buck

We've never seen you smile

Hey man you really suck

You suck the energy out of the room

It's okay to judge others but they

Can't judge you

But we still do

I'm sick of your games

Sick of the low paychecks

What's next?

Someday you'll see, you can't fire me

This business is lame, I get no respect

(No shit!)

I'm sick of this food and I'm sick of you

You're judging other people by the color of their skin

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think that's called sin

I really don't care what you think about the gays

I'll spit in your drink just like I'll spit on your grave

It's all the same

I'm sick of your games

Sick of the low paychecks

What's next?

Someday you'll see, you can't fire me

This business is lame, I get no respect

(No shit!)

I'm sick of this food and I'm sick of you

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She's always right (she's always right)

She's never wrong (she's never wrong)

I'm really glad that I quit my job

I'm sick of your games

Sick of the low paychecks

What's next?

Someday you'll see, you can't fire me