Brush his teeth, puts on his clothesnWash his face, walk out the doornDoes his job, don't say a wordnMakes boss smile, bad day is curednnWhen will he have something to say?nWhen will he have something to be?nIf you feel so good alone then what's the use of words to say what you mean?nnHe says ambidextrous wordsnHe speaks with a second-hand slurnIf you think there's something there's something wrong with that it must just be the weather, I'm surenI'm surennWill you hear us say nothing today?nWill you find a way?nNothing's OKnEverything's finenLosing your mindnSee, it all rhymesnClock out now, it's time to go home