THE BOSS IS DEAD

The boss is dead, so what, who cares?
He was confined to bed and grumpy
I used to dread to climb the stairs
He made me nervous, even jumpy
Here in his mansion he would live
Making believe that it was haunted
He was a man who'd never give
He was a man who always wanted
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

He got his fortune from his dad
Had never spent a day in business
I could have said he was a cad
But I was told to mind my business
I used to smile at him and think
His time will come, why should I worry
Especially since he took to drink
It won't be long, and would be sorry
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

His health was slowly getting worse
He never wanted a physician
To top it all I was his nurse
What if they had an inquisition
What did he die from I don't know
To have a guess might be the wrong thing
One thing is sure, he had to go
And there's no doubt he died of something
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Before he uttered his last breath
He asked to see all his relations
Until the moment of his death
He noticed their anticipation
Then came the time for friends to grieve
All of a sudden friends were many
Hoping to get what he would leave
But they were left without a penny
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Although they got what they deserved
And I found the whole thing very funny
Especially the moment when I heard
It was to me he left his money
To me
All that money
To me
To me, to me, all that money