Budget Hawk (36)

The song opens with a rich choral arrangement—multiple layered voices, organ, and sparse orchestral percussion for a grand atmosphere, Suddenly, the texture drops: in come punchy 808s, distorted synth bass, rapid-fire hi-hats, heavy kick-snare grooves, and aggressive rap flows

[Transition  - Lee speaking]
Hahaha. Damn right you love me! 
That's what I pay you for.

[Hardcore Verse - Lee rapping]
Don’t get it twisted, I'm a budget beast,
I cut your costs like a savage without cease.
I'll slash your department funds in half,
Then I'll watch you scramble as I laugh
No more free lunches, no more perks,
I'm the budget hawk and I smirk.
Your travel budget? Gone in a flash,
Now you’re hitchhiking, saving cash.
I'll audit your expenses with a keen eye,
Find that extra stapler, make you cry.
"Receipts for that coffee? Better have ‘em,
Or I'll swoop on down like a budget phantom."
I'll cut your janitorial staff to one,
Sure, the bathroom stinks, but hold your nose son.
Catered lunch? It’s history,
Now you brown baggin' sammies with meats of mystery.
I replaced the chairs with stacks of cardboard boxes,
Not really ergonomic, and quite obnoxious.
Turned the thermostat down to freezing cold,
Burn less fuel and our savings are manifold.
But I just smile, say it’s all good,
"We’re saving money, as we should."
The CEO gives me a raise,
While all y'all shiver in a frigid haze.

[[Bridge - Les Speaking]
"Listen up, team, budgets are tight,
We gotta save, day and night.
No more frills, no more waste,
Or I’ll cut your budget with haste." (Uhhhh...)

[Verse - Lee Speaking, female worker responds]
Budget cuts, budget cuts, (Les is on the prowl),
Cutting costs, saving dough, (us employees howl).
Budget cuts, budget cuts, (his red pen is swift),
Fire you, fire you (when we are

spendthrift)

[Final Verse - Lee speaking]
He sits on a throne of budget sheets,
With cushions made from old receipts.
Watson crowned him the Budget Lord,
And we obey as his pen is a sword

[Laughter]

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[Chorus of voices of workers] In the good old I. B. M., We have many sterling men, Lester Harkness helps us all no matter when we call, He’s I. B. M.’s real Budget Man. With service prompt to all, He’s fair to everybody, That’s why Les is loved by all. [Transition - Lee speaking] Hahaha. Damn right you love me! That's what I pay you for. [Hardcore Verse - Lee rapping] Don’t get it twisted, I'm a budget beast, I cut your costs like a savage without cease. I'll slash your department funds in half, Then I'll watch you scramble as I laugh No more free lunches, no more perks, I'm the budget hawk and I smirk. Your travel budget? Gone in a flash, Now you’re hitchhiking, saving cash. I'll audit your expenses with a keen eye, Find that extra stapler, make you cry. "Receipts for that coffee? Better have ‘em, Or I'll swoop on down like a budget phantom." I'll cut your janitorial staff to one, Sure, the bathroom stinks, but hold your nose son. Catered lunch? It’s history, Now you brown baggin' sammies with meats of mystery. I replaced the chairs with stacks of cardboard boxes, Not really ergonomic, and quite obnoxious. Turned the thermostat down to freezing cold, Burn less fuel and our savings are manifold. But I just smile, say it’s all good, "We’re saving money, as we should." The CEO gives me a raise, While all y'all shiver in a frigid haze. [[Bridge - Les Speaking] "Listen up, team, budgets are tight, We gotta save, day and night. No more frills, no more waste, Or I’ll cut your budget with haste." (Uhhhh...) [Verse - Lee Speaking, female worker responds] Budget cuts, budget cuts, (Les is on the prowl), Cutting costs, saving dough, (us employees howl). Budget cuts, budget cuts, (his red pen is swift), Fire you, fire you (when we are spendthrift) [Final Verse - Lee speaking] He sits on a throne of budget sheets, With cushions made from old receipts. Watson crowned him the Budget Lord, And we obey as his pen is a sword [Chorus of voices of workers] In the good old I. B. M., We have many sterling men, Lester Harkness helps us all no matter when we call, He’s I. B. M.’s real Budget Man. With service prompt to all, He’s fair to everybody, That’s why Les is loved by all. [Laughter]

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