Searching for a Job

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I left my desk four months ago, Thought the offers would overflow, But oh, my friend, it’s slim pickings, you see, For a manager with taste like me. [Prechorus] They dangle titles, oh, so grand, But the pay? A joke, a sleight of hand. [Chorus] Oh, I’m searching, I’m searching, round and round, For a job where my worth’s profound. Not a penny-pincher, not a king on a throne, Just somewhere I can call my own. [Verse 2] I’ve sat with directors puffed with pride, Their egos vast, their wisdom denied. They strut and preen, but it’s clear to me, They’re captains lost at a stormy sea. [Prechorus] I nod, I smile, I bite my tongue, While they fix what’s broken, with air in their lungs. [Chorus] Oh, I’m searching, I’m searching, round and round, For a job where my worth’s profound. Not a penny-pincher, not a king on a throne, Just somewhere I can call my own.