MERIT


Don’t ask him anymore
If he likes his job
Used, abused and cast aside
The firm with
Manager’s support
Greatful for his know-how
Only asks him a final effort
To hold his mouth
Otherwise it’s out
Otherwise you’re fired

One said he was brilliant, hyperskilled
He’s in his late fifties , time is done
What to answer to his son who says :
Dad’ , was it all right today ?
When you’ve killed the day
Only pretending
With a tumour or ulcer
Waiting in ambush
And a cruel weariness
A feeling of having done nothing

Don’t ask him anymore
If he likes his job
Used, abused and cast aside
The firm with
Manager’s support
Greatful for his know-how
Only asks him a final effort
To hold his mouth
Otherwise it’s out
Otherwise you’re fired

He knows he’s not the only one
there are broom cupboards everywhere
and sometimes black cars go by
Some have become destitute
So it’s worth holding one’s toung
To stay standin’ even in a shroud
To carry on helpin’ one’s family and friends
one’s family and friends


Don’t ask him anymore
If he likes his job
Used, abused and cast aside
The firm with
Manager’s support
Greatful for his know-how
Only asks him a final effort
To hold his mouth
Otherwise it’s out
Otherwise you’re fired