Working in
Intelligence not
Required
By Roland Michel
Tremblay
An insignificant
sheep lost amongst the billions
44E The Grove, Isleworth, Middx,
020 8847 5586, 0794 127 1010
rm@crownedanarchist.com www.crownedanarchist.com
Summary
Another Boring Day in Westminster
I’m the Brain behind Westminster
Describing
the Heart of London
I bumped into the Prime Minister
Should I vote Labour or Conservative?
Who will remember you in 20 years?
I’m
worth more than any of you
Love
is an overrated meaningless concept
What sort of government would respect the law?
It will be over faster than making coffee
The Master Bitch of Westminster
The most miserable human being on earth
Dear me, I’m working with Thatcher herself
Darkest Moments, Brightest Successes
Do you think Londoners will leave London now?
More security in London, are you joking?
Brixton,
the Pulse of the Nation
An insignificant sheep lost amongst the billions
My God! I’m a force of nature!
Geniuses are killed before they’re born
My year of hell in Westminster
I have resigned from Westminster
Oh
So much to answer for
I have been seduced
Now I could not picture my life without you
You’re anything
and everything
Symbol of life and hell
For the world to enjoy and suffer
See the end or the beginning of things
I will celebrate you
Forever and ever
Oh
So much to answer for
Wrong book, wrong time, wrong soul
How have I fell in love with you?
It is beyond understanding
It goes against every fibre in my body
And yet, I am here
To open my eyes and fall on my knees
And pray for your protection
Against the evil of this world
I must have been brainwashed
And yet, I am here every day
Hoping that you will be my salvation
Oh
So much to answer for
What are you really?
What do you hide behind so much history?
Who else is to come to make you powerful?
And will you ever die?
From you came unhappiness
From you came death
There’s no denying it
It is recorded everywhere for posterity
Yet, you mean so much to me
I need to be cured from this insane love affair
Working in
9 O’clock rings at the Big Ben again
Are we Monday or Friday?
Today, been debating the new Building Regulations Part
L addendum
About… boilers
All day
All week
All month
Seventy conferences
One hundred and twenty workshops
And I’m not exaggerating
Making the life of everybody a misery
I’m just gonna take a gun and shoot myself
12 O’clock rings at the Big Ben again
Can’t tell what day this is
Today, been debating Dispute Resolution, Arbitration,
Adjudication
The hell of Construction and Engineering Law
Filled with land mines
Which cannot fail to explode in your face
In every single project
Delays, over budget, gold pot for every solicitor and
barrister
Making the life of everybody a living hell
I’m just gonna take a gun and shoot them all
5 O’clock rings at the Big Ben again
I think it’s Saturday
I’m still at work
Today, energy, regeneration, development, environment
Regulations regulating till death
Sustainability! The new buzz word that means nothing
Don’t care about Global Warming, Global Dimming
Don’t give a shit about Asbestos
Making life not worth living
Free me! Free yourself!
Let me get out of
Before I become the new law!
Before I start dictating the new regulations!
Before I rule this world!
Before you take away our last dying breath
I’m just gonna take a gun and shoot you
I’m a
My Dad came from
Diplomatic things
I’ve been living in Oxford Circus all my life
In a flat paid by the British government
Everything within walking distance
Can’t stand working in
Not even a sandwich shop within a mile
Got to go to
No good for me
I’m a Mensa member, you understand
In the 2% superior race
93% Geek Girl
My brain’s about to crack
As I’m so intelligent
I’m the black sheep of the family
Don’t believe in religion
Don’t believe in the Right
Don’t believe in marriage
Don’t believe in anything really
I’m a
Proud of all that meaningless crap
Because it gives my life a meaning
Because otherwise I’m worthless
My hair is so shiny
My boobs are crying to get out all over your face
Am I worth meeting or what?
I run this place, I’ve been here for years
And you better understand me
Or I’ll destroy you
I’m just an Executive
I can’t speak
I can’t think
Yet I’m trying to impress the boss
Got to try to save my job
He’s the big bastard
About to sack everybody
I’m first on his list
I cannot stop thinking about my next pint
The next party
These never ending meetings bore me to death
Oh, I have to fight so hard to stay awake
God knows how I’ve been able to maintain myself in
It must be clear to everyone that I don’t belong here
Must be because my Manager fancies me
No other explanation
Or else, in
The scum of
The ones incapable of accomplishing anything all day
No problems, intelligence is not required in
The bastard won’t succeed
I’ll still be working here when he’s gone
Mummy, I’ll make you proud
One day I’ll be the Manager
Even though I will still not know what it is
that I am supposed to do here
No problems
We’re in
Intelligent people need not apply
Oh dear, I’m stressed to death
Tomorrow is back to
I would do anything not to go
I would wash your feet and clean your teeth
I would tuck you to bed and kiss your children like a
good boy
I would do your dishes and your washing
I would do anything!
But please, please, please
Don’t let me go to
Oh dear, my existential crisis has reached a critical
stage
Tomorrow is back to the Big Ben
I will do anything not to go
I am quite prepared to stop writing and whinging
I will pretend that I have never existed
I will disappear somewhere
You will never hear from me again
I will do anything!
But please, please, please
Don’t let me go to the Big Ben ever again
Oh dear, I’m having a heart attack
Tomorrow is back to
I must do anything not to go
I must get out of this job
I must move any mountains along the way
I must become crazy
That’s my only way out, I’m afraid
No more begging
To not have to go back to
I must do insane things!
So you better watch out
Cos I am reaching the end of my tether
Who are you?
That important, hey?
Sorry Sir, I had not realised
How important you are
The respect you deserve
Such accomplishments
Such a social status
So much money
Is that your car outside?
Were you not on the news yesterday?
Were you not in
Yeah, yeah, I know you saved the world once again
I have heard of your deal
Common knowledge how great you are
Let me make you a coffee
Let me order you an egg sandwich
Let me wipe your bum
I meant, let me wipe your seat
Please sit here
My boss will be with you in a moment
Tell me, how’s the wife, the kids?
How is it going with the
Any chance for peace in the next thousand years?
Sorry, yes Sir, I will mind my own business from now
on
I will care only for things that are from my level of
intelligence
Here is your coffee
Ah, your egg sandwich just arrived
The toilets are on the right, but they’re broken
No, four floors down for the next one
No time, sorry, my boss is ready for you
Don’t worry, so much shit comes out of your mouth most
of the time
Perhaps you would care to shit from the right hole
this time
It was a pleasure meeting you
Have a nice day Sir