A management song from the 60s (1860s), by Jools Spectre and the Ronettes, famous for the Big Wall of Crap
I looked at his proposal and my heart stood still
Da doo Ron Ron Ron, da doo Ron Ron
He told me that he liked to make his staff feel ill
Da doo Ron Ron Ron, da doo Ron Ron
Yeah, my heart stood still
Yes, he made me ill
And when he took the job
Da doo Ron Ron Ron, da doo Ron Ron
He knew what he was doin’ when he wrote this crap
Da doo Ron Ron Ron, da doo Ron Ron
He dropped the lot straight into my lap
Da doo Ron Ron Ron, da doo Ron Ron
Yeah, my points are few
Yes, I guess its true
Now I’m on probation too
Da doo Ron Ron Ron, da doo Ron Ron
A manager at seven, now a neolib
Da doo Ron Ron Ron, da doo Ron Ron
Someday soon he’s gonna need a bib
Da doo Ron Ron Ron, da doo Ron Ron
Yeah, a neolib
Yes, drivel on his bib
And when he mentored me
Da doo Ron Ron Ron, da doo Ron Ron
Da doo Ron Ron Ron, da doo Ron Ron
Sod off Ron Ron Ron, sod off Ron Ron [repeat endlessly]