Never wanted more
|
From my local store
|
A chance to be by myself
|
Be on the right side of the shelf
|
But for every drink I serve
|
Sure wish I had callous nerve
|
Cause for every sandwich I know
|
There's a sack of shit to be dosed
|
Wash my hands in shame
|
4000 times a day
|
And when I make it on home
|
There's a smell that always stays
|
I know the regulars well
|
From every stale grill I sell
|
From bainmaries to cold tea
|
I'm the service that you need
|
|
There's a poison in my drink
|
It's gonna take each good thought I could think
|
There's a poison I know
|
|
Wash my hands in shame
|
4000 times a day
|
For while I service your greed
|
I'm just dying to be clean
|
|
-----------------
|
Handwasher
|
You Am I |