I was walking in the night
When suddenly a hole has opened underneath my feet
And I´ve landed on a chair in front of the Devil
We drank coffee and he talked about his job
True is he´d made a good job at least for me
*He got the world under control and people as well
He is the employee of the year
Have I said “year”? I meant “century”
He even do overtime when he got nothing else to do
While the other one is unemployeed*
There´s no one doing their job as he does
He put body and soul in his work
He never take a rest, never holidays
He´s the dream of any boss
*Chorus
He offered me a place to stay and work for him
But I don´t work for anyone, not even for the other one
Otherwise I would have think about it
Maybe in some years I call you
I guess you´ll do your job as good as now
*Chorus
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