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Contended the slimy director sit in his chair

With the big cigar and a fat belly.

He takes a view of the force

Without going out of his office.

He has all he wanted: car, business and success.

Only friends and real love is what he misses.

Every worker smiles really friendly

When he comes through the door

Because they really kiss his ass for all the

Money which he has got.

Really happy pounchy pig

Really happy bigwig bastard

Nice cool dress, fat and rich

But you don't understand that all is wrong.

Like a brainwave it has come

Down to africa now he's gone.

He is down there and now he catches

The first black girl that he can touch.

Flying back to marry her.

Do you think it's a great pair?

Proud is he, that little bug

To pose by his friends with the black dug.

But the sun and the ozon dispatch her right into the bones.

After a short sickness she dies in his hands.

Now she is dead, but what does it matter.

He flys back to buy someone better.