Fucked Up - None of Your Business Man lyrics

Excuse me, sir, I think I’m lost
I must have got my wires crossed
I came the way I always do but
The things here all seem somehow new
I was sent to get some files but I
Haven’t been back here in a while
My desk is just down the hall but
I don’t remember this at all, no!
None of your business, man
Please tell me where I am
None of your business, man!

Perhaps I’ll go look somewhere else
And thank you very much as well
Oh, now my coat’s caught on a tack
Tonight I’ll have to sew it back
A coffee, yes, I won’t decline
Now look I’ve spilled some on my tie!
Just let me go and tidy up, I
Won’t be long, let me catch up, oh!
None of your business, man
Misplaced, far-flung I am
None of your business, man
We all have a choice in this life
You see, so tell me, boy
What’s it going to be?
Sit down and work and fill your
Heart with warm dreams of prosperity
Or waste it all to float
Into that endless mire’s frivolity
With urchins, fools
And vagabonds aboard the train to Babylon
To fritter time and misbehave
And flush your life right down the drain?

Out from the stall right next to me
Came a man who looked diseased
So ripe he smelled, of smoke he teemed
He wheezed at me to "dose my dreams"
Into the stink he disappeared, I hurried out
And feeling fear
I stumbled back into the hall and
Smelled the colours of the walls
I had curled up in a ball
When came a most egregious howl:
"David, have you lost your mind? Get back
To your desk and may I
Remind you lest you did forget
We come to work here, not to get
So out of suit's! I feel inspired
Clean out your desk punk, you’re fired!"
Fire spurted from my eyes and
Set the tower floor alight
The workers danced like happy clowns
I got on the lift going down
I made a friend inside a bin with
Golden hair who laughed and said
"Oh, once I had a dream you see
But things aren’t always as they seem, so