Songwriters: Campbell, Isobel Karen; Colburn, Richard William; Geddes, Christopher Thoma; Jackson, Stephen Thomas; Murdoch, Stuart Lee; Cooke, Michael John; Martin, Sarah Ann
In the board room the quiet man
He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak
Takes a second to think what to do
And he hears his own voice
For years and years he's done nothing but bow down
She sits like a viper and offers the clock
And put up with all their demands
He takes it
Without giving a damn
"honour forbids me, but honour be damned
You have whined 'til you got what you want
I did the working when thing were going badly
You left us to rot"
And turned like the scene from the old country song
He locked the door of the boardroom
Towering over the table he's lost
He is drunk with it all
When we'd rescued your arse from the fire
"you only
Came back to us when we'd turned it around
Your contribution to all that we did was to say
"night after day after night i've been working
Despite of you fucking us all
It was dire"
Now i'm gonna die i don't care if you cry
Just please leave me alone"
We've had those 'til we're sick
"and spare your tears for yourself
You should leave while you still have the chance"
The others were shocked at this shameful disgrace
At the end of a honoured career
And observe the meléehe paused in the silence to pull down his tie
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