I Am Free From Niki Hall (A Dedication To Kimball Midwest)

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.