MR. TWIMBLE:
When I joined this firm
As a brash young man.
Well I said to myself now brash young man.
Don't get any ideas.
Well, I stuck to that
And haven't had one in years.
FINCH:
You play it safe!
MR. TWIMBLE:
I play it the company way.
Wherever the company puts me
There I stay.
FINCH:
But what's your point of view?
MR. TWIMBLE:
I've no point of view!
FINCH:
Supposing the company thinks that...
MR. TWIMBLE:
I think so too!
FINCH:
Now, what would you say...
MR. TWIMBLE:
I wouldn't say!
FINCH:
Your face is a company face...
MR. TWIMBLE:
It smiles at executives
then goes back in place!
FINCH:
The company furniture...
MR. TWIMBLE:
:it suits me fine!
FINCH:
The company letterheader...
MR. TWIMBLE:
A Valentine!
FINCH:
Anything you're against?
MR. TWIMBLE:
Unemployment!
FINCH:
When they want brilliant thinking
from employees...
MR. TWIMBLE:
That is no concern of mine.
FINCH:
Suppose a man of genius make suggestions....
MR. TWIMBLE:
Watch that genius get suggested to resign.
FINCH:
So, You play it the company way.
MR. TWIMBLE:
Oh, company policy is by me ok.
FINCH:
You'll never rise up to the top...
MR. TWIMBLE:
But there's one thing clear,
Whoever the company fires
I will still be here!
FINCH:
Ah, you certainly found a home.
MR. TWIMBLE:
It's cozy...
FINCH:
Your brain is a company brain.
MR. TWIMBLE:
The company washed it,
Now I can't complain.
FINCH:
Hey, the company magazine...
MR. TWIMBLE:
Know what style, what punch
FINCH:
The company restaurant!
MR. TWIMBLE:
Ev'ry day same lunch.
Their haddock sandwich, it's delicious.
FINCH:
I must try it!
MR. TWIMBLE:
Early in the week.
FINCH:
Do you have any hobbies?
MR. TWIMBLE:
I've a hobby, I play gin with Mr. Bratt.
FINCH:
And do you play it nicely?
MR. TWIMBLE:
Play it nicely, still he blitzes me on every game like that!
FINCH:
Why?
MR. TWIMBLE:
'Cause I play it the company way.
BOTH:
Executive policy...
MR. TWIMBLE:
Is by me ok.
FINCH:
Oh, how can you get anywhere?
MR. TWIMBLE:
Junior have no fear.
Whoever the company fires
I will still be here.
FINCH:
You will still be here.
MR. TWIMBLE:
Year, after year, after fiscal,
BOTH:
Never take a riskal.
Yeeeear!
[Thanks to kagaminequeen02 for correcting these lyrics]
How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying - The Company Way Lyrics
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MR. TWIMBLE:
When I joined this firm
As a brash young man.
Well I said to myself now brash young man.
Don't get any ideas.
Well, I stuck to that
And haven't had one in years.
FINCH:
You play it safe!
MR. TWIMBLE:
I play it the company way.
Wherever the company puts me
There I stay.
FINCH:
But what's your point of view?
MR. TWIMBLE:
I've no point of view!
FINCH:
Supposing the company thinks that...
MR. TWIMBLE:
I think so too!
FINCH:
Now, what would you say...
MR. TWIMBLE:
I wouldn't say!
FINCH:
Your face is a company face...
MR. TWIMBLE:
It smiles at executives
then goes back in place!
FINCH:
The company furniture...
MR. TWIMBLE:
:it suits me fine!
FINCH:
The company letterheader...
MR. TWIMBLE:
A Valentine!
FINCH:
Anything you're against?
MR. TWIMBLE:
Unemployment!
FINCH:
When they want brilliant thinking
from employees...
MR. TWIMBLE:
That is no concern of mine.
FINCH:
Suppose a man of genius make suggestions....
MR. TWIMBLE:
Watch that genius get suggested to resign.
FINCH:
So, You play it the company way.
MR. TWIMBLE:
Oh, company policy is by me ok.
FINCH:
You'll never rise up to the top...
MR. TWIMBLE:
But there's one thing clear,
Whoever the company fires
I will still be here!
FINCH:
Ah, you certainly found a home.
MR. TWIMBLE:
It's cozy...
FINCH:
Your brain is a company brain.
MR. TWIMBLE:
The company washed it,
Now I can't complain.
FINCH:
Hey, the company magazine...
MR. TWIMBLE:
Know what style, what punch
FINCH:
The company restaurant!
MR. TWIMBLE:
Ev'ry day same lunch.
Their haddock sandwich, it's delicious.
FINCH:
I must try it!
MR. TWIMBLE:
Early in the week.
FINCH:
Do you have any hobbies?
MR. TWIMBLE:
I've a hobby, I play gin with Mr. Bratt.
FINCH:
And do you play it nicely?
MR. TWIMBLE:
Play it nicely, still he blitzes me on every game like that!
FINCH:
Why?
MR. TWIMBLE:
'Cause I play it the company way.
BOTH:
Executive policy...
MR. TWIMBLE:
Is by me ok.
FINCH:
Oh, how can you get anywhere?
MR. TWIMBLE:
Junior have no fear.
Whoever the company fires
I will still be here.
FINCH:
You will still be here.
MR. TWIMBLE:
Year, after year, after fiscal,
BOTH:
Never take a riskal.
Yeeeear!
[Thanks to kagaminequeen02 for correcting these lyrics]
When I joined this firm
As a brash young man.
Well I said to myself now brash young man.
Don't get any ideas.
Well, I stuck to that
And haven't had one in years.
FINCH:
You play it safe!
MR. TWIMBLE:
I play it the company way.
Wherever the company puts me
There I stay.
FINCH:
But what's your point of view?
MR. TWIMBLE:
I've no point of view!
FINCH:
Supposing the company thinks that...
MR. TWIMBLE:
I think so too!
FINCH:
Now, what would you say...
MR. TWIMBLE:
I wouldn't say!
FINCH:
Your face is a company face...
MR. TWIMBLE:
It smiles at executives
then goes back in place!
FINCH:
The company furniture...
MR. TWIMBLE:
:it suits me fine!
FINCH:
The company letterheader...
MR. TWIMBLE:
A Valentine!
FINCH:
Anything you're against?
MR. TWIMBLE:
Unemployment!
FINCH:
When they want brilliant thinking
from employees...
MR. TWIMBLE:
That is no concern of mine.
FINCH:
Suppose a man of genius make suggestions....
MR. TWIMBLE:
Watch that genius get suggested to resign.
FINCH:
So, You play it the company way.
MR. TWIMBLE:
Oh, company policy is by me ok.
FINCH:
You'll never rise up to the top...
MR. TWIMBLE:
But there's one thing clear,
Whoever the company fires
I will still be here!
FINCH:
Ah, you certainly found a home.
MR. TWIMBLE:
It's cozy...
FINCH:
Your brain is a company brain.
MR. TWIMBLE:
The company washed it,
Now I can't complain.
FINCH:
Hey, the company magazine...
MR. TWIMBLE:
Know what style, what punch
FINCH:
The company restaurant!
MR. TWIMBLE:
Ev'ry day same lunch.
Their haddock sandwich, it's delicious.
FINCH:
I must try it!
MR. TWIMBLE:
Early in the week.
FINCH:
Do you have any hobbies?
MR. TWIMBLE:
I've a hobby, I play gin with Mr. Bratt.
FINCH:
And do you play it nicely?
MR. TWIMBLE:
Play it nicely, still he blitzes me on every game like that!
FINCH:
Why?
MR. TWIMBLE:
'Cause I play it the company way.
BOTH:
Executive policy...
MR. TWIMBLE:
Is by me ok.
FINCH:
Oh, how can you get anywhere?
MR. TWIMBLE:
Junior have no fear.
Whoever the company fires
I will still be here.
FINCH:
You will still be here.
MR. TWIMBLE:
Year, after year, after fiscal,
BOTH:
Never take a riskal.
Yeeeear!
[Thanks to kagaminequeen02 for correcting these lyrics]