Company Man

Comb your hair and shine your shoes
Steak and eggs and orange juice
You're trotting out like a Derby Horse
‘cause you are a company man
You are a company man

No more running for the trains you catch
Borrowed piece, and the time to match
You close your eyes and follow the drum
When you are a Company Man

Hand on the handle of a knife at the neck
All of your big change talk, but you haven’t yet

A few more years and you say we’ll go
Throw it in with the rodeo
And i can leave this dinеr job
It ain’t running boy if you’re walking out

Some well-moniеd cherub-faced boys from the bank
With asses as tight as a schedule of trains
Coffee at the counter and they ask
For you by name

Left a message, tried to call
Im sure that you are busy is all
Busy is the bones of every meal
When you are a company man
And you are a company man