They say they’ll give you a chance
But only one chance
They say they’ll give you a chance
The second chance is a warning
In this restaurant
Three strikes and you’re out
You’re out
It’s a three strike restaurant
And you’re out
And they want you to wash the tables
And they want you to keep your hygiene up
They want you to smell like the lilacs
In the bathroom, the garden in the can
But they want you to smell like the lilacs
In the spray can
And they just might keep you
If you can make the powеrful men happy
They might just keep you around
For the sеason
But the season is short
It’s less than a week
They don’t wanna pay you minimum wage
So you have to wear flip flops discretely
On your feet
And they use you to wipe down the tables
And clear the plates
You feel like you’re working at the Virginia
Governor’s Estate
And they want you to wash the tables
And smell like the lilacs
From the can
They want you to wash the tables
Serve the powerful men
Because the powerful men
Were the only checks in for weeks
The hot minded man
With his Thunderbird degree
And he only comes for a week
And he wants it perfect the whole damn time
He’s changed the seasons
He has dominion over time
Your sister joined a cult in the 1960s
And she died
You were born in the 70s
80s and 90s
Were far behind
And the only thing left to do
Was to get a job in an office tower
But they decided it was too much to pay you insurance
Or minimum wage by the hour
Now you’re working in a restaurant
Where you have to smell like a canned flower
So they gave you a job in a restaurant
Open for less than a week
They gave you a job serving the governor
Serving all the governors
But you smell like lilacs in the can
And you should respond to their demand
Ohh three strikes and you’re out
And you end up in an industrial prison
Making bathroom sprays
Till the end of your days
Or until you’ve changed your ways
They locked you in a can
Of putting lilacs in the can
Till the end of your days
Making bathroom sprays
Until you’ve changed your ways
Oh, you better change your ways
They’ve thrown away the keys
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The Size Queens Lyrics – The Governor’s Estate