Lyrics

What do you say, when they take the last ten years
and they reverse it in a day
Now your whole career, fits neatly in the box
that you're left holding as security escorts you away!

(Chorus)
We're downsizing, we're making cutbacks, we're letting you go
Its economics. its recession, not personal

They sacrificed, half the company
and took our pensions to survive
On golden parachutes they float upon their greed
While keeping us just happy enough to tow the bottom line

( Chorus)
We don't need bigger paychecks, we can wear jeans
every Friday, in a country, where money is speech.
Now you're fired but at least you're comfortable
Another pink slip destination, Un-PTO