(William Crescent Gets) Fired Songtext
von Busman's Holiday

My ego is in tatters, as if that really matters, as if that matters at all.
And I′ve been around the world, kissed all the pretty girls, and I've always been on time.
So now I find it hard to conceive that I′m about to receive a slip that's coloured wrong.

Why would you say to me it's not my "fault, it′s the company′s"?
This isn't the way my life was s′posed to be.
I should be enjoying a symphony in some foreign land clapping my hands.


So let me react. Let me back.
I just want to be creative. I had a dream but it's desolated and my 20/20s a ten.
I′ll be ahead of the rest. I'll be the best. I don′t care, I'll be underrated.
I once had a dream that my dreams had faded.
And now I can't open my eyes.

A dog is my only friend now.
The water cooler ran out and took my social scene.
I grew a beard so my colleagues wouldn′t recognize me.
I′m sure they all despise me for making such a scene.
So it's funny to run into you now sir.
The change you gave was meager, but my dignity I can′t afford.