Salary Man Songtext
von Kiwi Jr.

I look back on all the times
When I was rude or unkind
To someone just trying to help me
So often there′s no time to think
I know my body
I vomit into the sink
And that's okay

I am a salary man
I want cigarettes from Japan
That taste like oranges

I miss our talks over coffee
Nothing says "home" like a basket of folded white shirts
We can forgive, but we will forget
Even when everyone talks about it


The snake sleeps
I can′t get home
No TTC
I didn't charge my cell phone last night
They say a man (Hey man)
Should go to work (Go to work)
And not come home (Not come home)
Just to feel like a jerk
Well, that's half-true

I am a salary man
Singing to a rock-roll band
Happy happy joy joy

My failures are put out to pasture
I gaze through the window; there is still poetry there
We can forgive but we can′t forget
No, not when no one shuts up about it


Salary man sleep on public benches
Next to the street
In their new suits, shiny blue ties
Polished black boots, scratchy red eyes
In the morning, crawling to the office
You can hear them sing "Good morning" to their bosses
Oh, dead-eyed snake deep under the ground
Dancing in the dark, slithering around
I wanna go home
Let me go home
I wanna go home
Let me go
Nobody loves me like you do