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Blame Bryan! (Metal Edition) 2 by Valentina

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Blame Bryan! (Metal Edition) 2

metal,both vocals

0:003:49
Lyrics
Description
(verse)
It’s peak-time madness, and the dishes are stackin’,
Pots so high they’re nearly crackin’.
Where’s old mate? Nowhere near sight—
Bet ya he’s off gettin’ wine tonight.
(breakdown)
Bins still full, floors need moppin’,
"Where's Bryannnnn!?"
We’re scrubbin’ trays ‘til our knuckles ache,
While he’s out havin’ smoke break number eight!
(pre-chorus)
Ask him to work, he snaps and sneers,
‘Don’t tell me what to do, you’re not my boss,’ he jeers.
Hard-headed pride with no defence,
Bryan just calls it “experience.”
(chorus)
Blame Bryan! — when the plates are high,
Blame Bryan! — when the bins pile sky.
Blame Bryan! — when the floor’s a mess,
Blame Bryan! — when we’re under stress.
Got excuses runnin’ all night long,
Blame Bryyyyan! — yeah, blame Bryan!
Blame Bryan!
Bryan.....do your job!
JUST DO YOUR JOB!.....BRYAN!
(verse)
Busy shift? He’s hid in the pots,
Never the plates—just the “easy” spots.
Put him on plates, the stack gets high,
He yells, “Oi, give me a hand!”
But our backs are turned, why should we help!?
‘Cause teamwork’s a word he don’t understand.
He’s playin’ the game, we’re pullin’ the weight,
While Bryan’s clock’s stuck on “smoko break.”
(bridge)
Call him out—he’ll shift the blame,
Play the age or gender game.
Always right in his own mind’s sight,
Even when the proof’s in black and white.
Too old for the job? Mate, hang up the boots—
‘Cause age don’t change the pay.
“Been workin’ since before you were born!”
Yeah, Bryan, so’s the bloody toaster—and it still performs!
Bryannnn, just do your job!
(chorus)
Blame Bryan! — when the plates are high,
Blame Bryan! — when the bins pile sky.
Blame Bryan! — when the floor’s a mess,
Blame Bryan! — when we’re under stress.
Got excuses runnin’ all night long,
Blame Bryyyyan! — yeah, blame Bryan!
Blame Bryan!
Bryan, do your job!
JUST DO YOUR JOB!
(verse)
Say a word, he’ll blow like steam in your face,
Boils up quick — Aggro as a kettle with no grace.
Bryan’s “old-school” — yeah, more like old news.
But the mess he leaves? Still here, still vast.
"Where's Bryan!?"
Just do your job, Bryannnn!
(final chorus)
Blame Bryan when the kitchen’s in pain,
Blame Bryan — same old game.
He’s got his wine and alibi,
While we’re scrubbin’ ‘til the plates run dry.
Blame Bryyyyan! — oh, blame Bryan!
Blame Bryan!
Bryan, do your job!
JUST DO YOUR FUCKING JOB.....BRYAN!
(outro)
If somethin’ goes wrong and you don’t know why,
Just shrug your shoulders… and blame that guy....BRYAN!
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