Let Me Speak to Your Manager

“I didn’t want pickles on my burger,
You’re an idiot, YOU ARE RUDE,
Let me speak to your manager,
You’ll lose your job, YOU ARE SCREWED”

“Little boy, do you have a permit to sell lemonade?
You don’t? Then you can’t be here dude,
Don’t talk to me you little shit,
Get the fuck off my sidewalk, YOU ARE RUDE!”

“Sir do you live in this neighborhood?
I’ve never seen you around so I conclude…
You’re a thief and I’m going to call the cops…
Don’t say anything to me, YOU ARE RUDE!”

“I have a right not to wear a mask,
I don’t care about your policy, I want food!
What do you mean I can’t come in?
Let me talk to your manager, YOU ARE RUDE!

“Nurse” *cough* “You need to tend to me,
I want my ventilator now you prude,
In fact, let me speak to your supervisor”
*cough* “YOU” *cough* “ARE BEING RUDE!”

“Excuse me sir, I’ve been waiting in line a long time!
I don’t know why there’s such a multitude,
I have a right to come in through this gate,
What exactly are you trying to allude?
What do you mean I’m not on the list?
Let me speak to your manager!
SAINT PETER, YOU ARE BEING RUDE!”