Verse 1 One little form on a Wednesday night, Checked a box, kept it polite. "PvP feels kinda PvE..." Guess that broke diplomacy. Never made a public scene, Didn't start a meme machine. One opinion, that's all it took, Now everyone's reading from the same old book. Pre-Chorus Turn it up... Spin it round... Watch the blame go underground. Chorus 🎵 It's another Gibber Gab, here we go again, Talking circles till the bitter end. One feedback form became a state affair, Everybody's guilty everywhere. Hit the panic, sound alarm, Over one little feedback form. Could've laughed and called it done, Now the drama's just begun. Verse 2 Could've said, "We'll disagree," Instead it's corporate PvP. Kick the class, redraw the map, Somebody forgot how to take feedback. Every meeting, same old show, Moving every goalpost slow. Looking for another name, Anything to dodge the blame. Pre-Chorus Round and round... Never ends... Leadership or theatre, friends? Chorus 🎵 It's another Gibber Gab, cue the lights, Everything's a diplomatic fight. One feedback form shook the throne, Guess accountability stayed home. Hit the panic, sound alarm, Over one little feedback form. Everybody knows the score, Should've just ignored the form. Bridge Static on the radio... Echoes getting louder... "Constructive feedback..." ERROR. "Constructive feedback..." SYSTEM OVERLOAD. Final Chorus 🎵 Another Gibber Gab into the night, Everybody's somehow wrong and right. One small note became the latest storm, All because... of a feedback form. No campaign, no grand design, Just one comment crossed the line. History will laugh someday... At the longest meeting over one survey. Outro "Thank you for your feedback..." "...Please do not use the feedback form." 🎹
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