Lyrics

A parody of Jim Croce's "Operator (That's Not The Way It Feels)"

Narisetti, uh did you have to make that call
My anger may be tired, but it hasn’t faded
I’m still on PTI
With that other bald guy Mike
A guy you never fired, but you might have hated

I still can’t believe you let me go
And I can’t forget that
It makes me irate just to think about it
So I’ll crush you every second I can on the radio
I’m like a dog with a bone
I still don’t take things well
If it were up to me
Well you’d go straight to hell
If you think that’s too mean
Then I’ll bury you like cheese