Sam Haft
2 Minutes Notice
[Verse 1: Alex Brightman]
I have wasted time, I have seen my use
I have packaged and sold every part of me
Suffered a lifetime of abuse
I have lost myself, I have worshipped at your feet
And here I am standing on top of the world with some bitches to defeat

[Pre-Chorus: Alex Brightman]
I've played the game, I've won it all
They've screamed my name, they bought the doll
I've seized the day, now I've got one thing left to say-ay-ay

[Chorus: Alex Brightman]
Fuck you!
Here's my two minutes notice, fuck you
Time to quit and smell the roses
Say goodbye, while I look you in the eye and say "Fuck you!"

[Post-Chorus: Michael Cusack, James Monroe Iglehart, Alex Brightman]
Interesting song
Wonder what fuck-head this is about (Fuckitty, fuckitty, fuckitty, fuckitty you!)
It's about you
(Fuck you!) Wait, what?

[Verse 2: Alex Brightman & Sam Haft]
I have taken shit (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Been crushed under your heel (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
I have suffered for profit and suckered for fame (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Made a fortune you could steal (Ooh-ooh)
[Pre-Chorus: Alex Brightman, Alex Brightman & Sam Haft]
I've had enough, I've hit the wall
I'm tired of taking your calls
It ends today, now there's just one last thing to say-ay-ay

[Chorus: Alex Brightman & Sam Haft]
Fuck you!
I wish I'd said it sooner, fuck you
Cut you off, just like a tumor
Hope you die, kiss my ass goodbye, you cuck, fuck you!

[Bridge: Alex Brightman]
Have you ever felt sick and tired of doing the same shit everyday with your anger brewin'?
Eatin' shit for a boss that you're sick of obeyin'?
If you ever felt the same, let me hear ya say it!

[Pre-Chorus: Alex Brightman & Sam Haft]
Did you really think I was gonna stay?
Spending life bent over with your fist in my A
Slander me, say I'll never work in this town
If I stick around, I'll be six more feet under the ground

[Chorus: Alex Brightman, Sam Haft, Alex Brightman & Sam Haft]
Fuck you! (Woah-oh-oh!)
Here's my two minutes notice, fuck you (Suck it, greedy bastard)
(You're a fucking, ass clown) Time to quit and smell the roses
Say goodbye, too late to apologize!
So this is it, Mammon, you sad sack of shit, fuck you!
[Outro: Sam Haft & Alex Brightman]
(Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you)
You bitch! Yeah!