From the lobby to the hall,
Sweat be drippin' off these walls.
A/C on "maybe" mode,
Everybody smellin' bold.
Cheap on cooling, stackin' cash,
Meanwhile shirts are soaked and trashed.
Break room hotter than the grill,
Corporate say, "Just sweat until..."
Raise that thermostat? Oh no!
Watch the budget, let it glow.
Fans are workin' overtime,
Musty Fiserv every time.
Hit the bathroom, hear that bo-m,
Soundin' like impending doom.
Echoes rattlin' through the stalls,
Shakin' ceilings, crackin' walls.
Somebody yell, "Y'all still alive?"
Must've ate beans times fifty-five.
Flush workin' double, fightin' for its life,
Air freshener just waved goodbye.
Air freshener just waved goodbye.
Don’t know why they keep on riskin’,
Every stall stay overdrippin’—
You can smell it while just winkin’—
They love to blow it up in Stinkin’ Lincoln.