I wonder if they know at all
Just where I go every fall
Cuz here in the old workplace
You put on a happy face
But I'm living this double life
Under this suit and tie
There's a bushman deep inside
No longer can I can hide
I think I'll start dropping hints
Wear my pocket knife with a clip.
And when the weather turns cold and brisk
I'll wear my orange toque and blood stained mitts!
Cause I'm living this double life
Under this suit and tie
There's a bushman deep inside
No longer can I can hide
I'm breaking out, I'm breaking free of this
Hum-drum office monotony
This cubicle space is gettin' a face lift
Gonna hang up some antlers and some hunting pics
No more monkey suits and casual Fridays
From now on it's camouflage and orange blaze
I think my rifle'd look good next to my computer
I'm putting rum and coke in the water cooler!
Cause I'm living this double life
Under this suit and tie
There's a bushman deep inside
No longer can I can hide
No more livin' this double life
I'm trading my suit and tie
For the bushman deep inside
No longer can I hide