Work

When asked about work, a lot of people complain                  
But I enjoy work, please allow me to explain                  
                 
When we go to work, we travel quite a ways                  
My job is not too far, it's as close as the nearest star         
I start out the morning, eating a breakfast that's fit         
Cause at work all I do is sit, sit and s#it      
                 
At work, there's the man with the smirk                  
He's a bit of a jerk                  
He yells and tells us to do field work                  
Then he sits and straightens his shirt                  
                 
Job satisfaction is all about what we do                  
And my job is simple, I sort screws                  
People think that's easy as can be                  
But boss keeps me in the dark, so I can't see                  
                 
You may wonder, if I like work,  
Do I enjoy pain?      
Like Shania Twain          
I enjoy change.      
Change your mind after an hour, "I like new work".      
Change direction and scrape previous efforts, "No pain, no gain".    
No expectations or metrics, then complain, "Nice perks".          
I like it that way!!                
                 
But one thing I can't figure out is the pay at the end      
Somehow it seems to always be about what I spend