Death is a Salesman by Scott Hampson
Salesman, salesman
Charming peddler of wares
Trying to show that he cares
Salesman, salesman
Years spent honing your craft
Making buyers out of the daft
Salesman, salesman
Whispering in my ear
Telling me what I want to hear
Salesman, salesman
Feelings not in stock
With every word sincerity you mock
Salesman, salesman
I see through your flimsy pitch
It’s not enough to fool this bitch
Salesman, salesman
It’s time you move on and concede
That you don’t have anything I need
Years spent honing your craft
With every word sincerity you mock
Whispering in my ear
Trying to show that he cares
That you don’t have anything I need
Telling me what I want to hear
Salesman, salesman
Salesman, salesman
Salesman, salesman
Salesman, salesman
Salesman, salesman
Salesman, salesman
Quota
Making buyers out of the daft
It’s time you move on and concede
It’s not enough to fool this bitch
I see through your flimsy pitch
Feelings not in stock
Charming peddler of wares
