What you dream

Behind the desk, there you sit
Lot of pens, and the random-est sh*t
Wearing big glasses, on others you can scream
Life then will be great, is what you dream.

I'm the boss, you turn around,
"Don't mess with me, or...!" comes the sound
No one will argue, I'm the supreme
Life then will be great, is what you dream.

'No' is an answer, I won't hear
Money won't be a problem, I swear
Great heights will touch my self esteem
Life then will be great, is what you dream.

Life won't be great if you just dream
So get up and work, is what the scheme
Being on top is such a race
So you better maintain your pace.
Try to go to the extreme
Oh my friend! don't just dream
Get up and work, says the scheme.