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A song about quitting your job and telling your employers what you REALLY think of them! It's every person's dream.

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Taken from the album Golden Crates: The Very Best Of The Lancashire Hotpots http://hotpots.tmstor.es/index.php?page=products§ion=Golden+Crates
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LYRICS

Excuse me Mr Manager
Can I have a word?
I need to tell you something
I don’t know if you’ve heard (you see)
You’ve always told me what to do
At this company but
But now I've thought of summat
That you can do for ME

You can stick your job, thats what you can do
You can whistle if you think I’m doing any more for you
You made my life a misery
I’ve had to draw the line
So take your job and stick it
Where the sun don’t shine

I’m handing in my notice
Yes you heard correct
I’m walking out, resigning
With immediate effect
If you want this in a letter
I can do that with ease
In fact I’ll give you two letters
As I flick you the Vs

You can stick your job, thats what you can do
You can whistle if you think I’m doing any more for you
You made my life a misery
I’ve had to draw the line
So take your job and stick it
Where the sun don’t shine


I’m sorry if me walking out,
It puts you in a panic
But working here’s like rearranging
Deck chairs on’t Titanic
This company is clueless
The management’s a farce
You lot couldn't tell your personnel
From your HRs

You can stick your job, thats what you can do
You can whistle if you think I’m doing any more for you
You made my life a misery
I’ve had to draw the line
So take your job and stick it
Where the sun don’t shine

Here’s some advice, if you treat people
Like they’re nowt but scum
Eventually you’ll find they’ll turn and
Bite you on the bum
(But) before I go I must confess
And solve a mystery
That phantom naughty scribbler
In the toilets, that was me

You can stick your job, thats what you can do
You can whistle if you think I’m doing any more for you
You made my life a misery
I’ve had to draw the line
So take your job and stick it
You lot just make me sick, its time to
Take your job and stick it
Where the sun don’t shine