I’m trying to be like Job, find a job
and be a survivor.
I’ve seen just a couple job posts, I’d say.
Maybe I’ll craft employment out of scraps like McGyver.
All I’m saying is show me your love,
Not in a wedding sense,
I just need a place to fit me like a glove.
I’ll make your business big like Jurassic creatures.
I’ll join in with the doers not the preachers.
I can be Mad Men, without making you mad, man.
All this time on my hands I’m getting sunburned and peeling,
But bring me to your board meeting, I’ll have y’all reeling.
I can make football metaphors that remotely apply to work.
If you spill your coffee, I won’t call you a jerk.
If you want, I’ll show you my PR trophy,
But take a look at my resume and you’ll see
It’s much less hokey.
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