Everything is better the boss has made a cameo
He has seen the infidel army like a prince of old
Listen to him twist her faith, he's been out there all day
Sleeping on the laurels of a face from long ago
As matters complicate, it's a terrible thing to wait
Everything is better the boss has made a cameo
He has seen the infidel army like a prince of old
She's made the bed three times today
Each a masterpiece in its own way and takes his name in vain
From this vantage point she is making her plans
Kiss good-bye to this your century man
She wants her future back, takes his wine from the rack
Wants a glass of water but she sweetly mouths her no
Then like an arrow she's let go, Arcing from her poison bow
Everything is better the boss has made a cameo
She has seen the infidel army like a prince of old