Take Your Carriage Clock and Shove It

In the board room the quiet man takes a
Second to think what do
He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak
And he hears his own voice

For years and years he's done nothing but bow down andput up with their demands
She sits like a viper and offers the clock
Without giving a damn
He takes it

"Honour forbids me but honour damned
You have whined till you got what you want
I did the work and when thingsd were going badly
You left us to rot"

He locked the door of the boardroom
And turned like the scene from the old country song
Towering over the table he's lost
He is drunk with it all

"You only
Come back to us when we'd turned it around
When we'd rescued your arse from fire
Your contribution to all that we did was to say
it was dire"

"Night after day after night I've been working
Despite of you fucking us all
Now I'm going to die I don't care if you cry
Just please leave me alone
And spare your tears for yourself
We've had those till were sick
You should leave while you still have the chance"
The others were shocked at this shameful disgrace
At the end of an honoured career
He paused in the silence to pull down his tie
And observe the melee