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Hymn of the Busser
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I didn't want to be a busboy It only came across that way I didn't know that it would change me I didn't know it would enrage me I used to dream about recording my music With Odin in a paratemporal rift But now I dream about bringing him breadsticks And it's bringing me down (it's bringing me down) Oh, it's bringing me down I don't want to go to sleep now I just got home from work And sleep is just another job to me It used to be fun, now it's slavery I used to dream about the universe imploding And a hundred thousand faces stuck in time But now I dream about collecting their salad bowls And it's bringing me down (it's bringing me down) Oh, it's bringing me down Are you happy with your food? Is there anything I can do To make it better? You want b***er? Are you finished with your plates? I hope everything was great Should I scrap it? You want me to wrap it? I used to dream about ancient civilizations Fighting interstellar aliens and gods But now I dream about washing their tables And it's bringing me down Oh, it's bringing me down Mmmm
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