Lathered up and weepy
The informant told me
And none too sympathetic
That our run would turn
And standing sent to burn
In decisions, hard print and whatever
Here they come to reguster
You might have to get in line and take a number
Yeah, we aim to please
Missing the mark
Fall over ourselves to bother
Put out and steely
Annoyed and chaining daisies
Another quick sentence in passing
Another judge and jury
It's been a misfortune investing
Hasn't return been steady
Complaints have been far and few between
The idiotic, close and many
Please hold the line or try another number
Yeah we may seem cold
But it's just because we've been a little snowed under
You can't be serious
Oh lord, and if we are
Please don't ask the same of us