Can I Speak to a Manager? Songtext
von The Clockworks

My god, what a palaver!
I swear you could not write it
Bought that laptop
I′d saved for months to pay for
Bullet biting
Wrong model and no charger
I telephone the centre
Throw half my credit on a
Careless whisper instrumental

Tina's been a jobsworth
Using her work as a vehicle
All I want is a refund
All I′m getting is an earful

Can I speak to a manager, please?
Can I speak to a manager, please?
Can I speak to a manager, please?
Can I speak to a manager, please?


Now at a loss, I'm sitting
Glazed-eyed channel flicking
There's nothing on, I switch it off
Then on, then off again, ′cause
The fridge is desolate, and
This toast has been cremated
God knows it′s desperate when
A shower is entertainment

'Cause I′ve been asking questions
Using my visa as a vehicle
All I want is contentment
All I've become is cynical

Can I speak to a manager, please?
Can I speak to a manager, please?
Can I speak to a manager, please?
Can I speak to a manager?

Can I speak to a manager, please?
Can I speak to a manager, please?
Can I speak to a manager, please?
Can I speak to a manager?


All our faces are plastic
All our plans are elastic
All our smiles are crooked
All our conversations practiced
All our faces are plastic
All our plans are elastic
All our smiles are crooked
All our conversations practiced

Can I speak to a manager, please?
Can I speak to a manager, please?
Can I speak to a manager, please?
Can I speak to a manager, please?