S-s-supervisor

The supervisor guy
Turns off the factory lights
So the robots
Have to work in the dark

And there's a car load of kids
With beer and cigarettes
Burnin' out and doin' lawn jobs
In the park

There's a [bad word] limousine
Parked in front of the bar
It never got to drive
Any movie stars

But the guy in the
Driver's seat don't care
With his weird cologne
And his magic hair, it's magic

The sofa and the fridge
Are on the car
But they aren't strapped down
And we're drivin' all over town

And the used-up krylon cans
That the farmer found
Were used to paint
The foothills brown

So there's a high school
Football coach
Sittin' on the couch
With a toothpick in his mouth

And the stray dog
Won't forget the day
He tricked him with
chocolate shake, little trick