From a poster I once saw in high school:
MY JOB
It's not my place to run the train,
the whistle I can't blow.
It's not my place to say how far
the train's allowed to go.
It's not my place to shovel coal
or even ring the bell.
But let the d*** thing skip the track,
and guess who catches Hell.
MY JOB
It's not my place to run the train,
the whistle I can't blow.
It's not my place to say how far
the train's allowed to go.
It's not my place to shovel coal
or even ring the bell.
But let the d*** thing skip the track,
and guess who catches Hell.