Oh you big blonde bat...
The styrofoam cups won\'t even stand at attention
Such patriotic things seem to come to a halt
Your tainted love stares at the position
Truth conquers all
In the middle of the night
Despite the daring dreams that sunder...
Oh woe is me that quits this position
For I am free from you and all of your mentions
Such favoritism dies at the scene
Such love and war makes up for the serene
For warehouse work is such a nightmare
Don\'t hold me down...for I am already up
Can you imagine the candlesticks burning to a fault?
Can you imagine a love that\'s groomed?
For you are a boss, and I am no longer doomed
Forget the separation, forget the news;
Abrasive formats continue to bloom
And toxic relationships deliver such blues
Remember boss, I was never your employee
I was just a future reference to seal the deal
And tomorrow\'s scapegoat will not be me
I am free from Niki Hall...whoever you may be
The tragic and intelligent shall let up speed
Oh my deepest apologies please
For tomorrow\'s scapegoat shall be a rotten tomato
Hot funs in the sun won\'t hurt...
And tomorrow\'s blues shall kill me
Open up a bottle of champagne
And pour it down the sink,
And leave me alone forever please;
I won\'t be begging for a job
On my knees,
Scapegoat, scapegoat; will it end?
Scapegoat, scapegoat; did they release you
into the wilderness?
Scapegoat, scapegoat; does love bother you?
Scapegoat, scapegoat; I am with you
So let\'s throw Niki Hall off the ledge
And watch her fall into the abyss
For women bosses are a punch to the scene
Never work for her, ever.
And I\'m sorry to decline again,
I wonder where you are, my friend
For the roses stink up the toilet at night
Such rotten dirty shit spells NICKI HALL.
For I am free from you, oh toxic lady
And all of your little minions too
And such toxicity follows the scene
And a masterpiece has been born again.