Текст песни Филигон Ростислав Чебыкин - Офисная сага

I came to the central office
In an accidental time,
I looked around good -naturedly
And he smacked affably.
Everyone was filled right away,
Collectively pale.
The secretary screeched
And hid under the reception,
Sluggishly grunting.
Senior project manager
Dropped the bourgeois in Schroeder,
Pretended to be capybara
And buried in the laminate.
Two heads of the department,
Stumbling about each other
Almost escaped to the exit
But stuck in the turnstile.
Technical support engineers
They piled the barricades
From reserve hard drives.
Even the main accountant
Roared by a baritone,
I climbed the windowsill
And sighed out,
On the fly, writing a note:
“There is no need to blame anyone for
I accidentally stumbled. "

Only a valiant director,
General and fearless,
Proudly came out to meet me
In a business body armor
With a normative pentagram,
Osino stake is squeezing
In fashionable lance mittens.
He trampled and jumped up
And whistled well done,
He looked at Orlin's eyes
And he died of a heart attack.

I shrugged then
Put Katana in a scabbard
Discharged grenade launchers,
The detonator was de -energized
And reduced the volume of the sound.
Only blue smoke stretched
Through the office is empty,
And the final wind played
Suspended ceilings.

In general, I'm looking for a job.
Remote, probably.