MR.Budman

Heavy, driving guitar riff opens, similar to "Enter Sandman")

Verse 1

Tired eyes, another Monday dawn, alarm clock screams, the weekend's gone. Dread fills my gut, already know, he'll be there, pacing down the hall. Clipboard in hand, a list so long, whispering, "What's taking you so long?" Every project, every single task, he's got a deadline, underneath his mask.

Chorus

Exit light, enter night, take his hand, we're off to Budman land. Something's wrong, shut the blinds, heavy thoughts fill up my mind. Sleep with one eye open, gripping your report tight. Exit light, enter night, take his hand, we're off to Budman land!

Verse 2

Laptop hums, a steady drone, my spirit sinks, I feel alone. He walks on by, a silent threat, another meeting I haven't met. He leans in close, a whisper low, "Got that report? I need to know." My heart beats fast, a pounding drum, "Just one more day, it will be done!"

Bridge

Now I lay me down to sleep, pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I die before I wake, pray the Lord my bonus take to a better place, a peaceful shore, where deadlines don't exist anymore! But I wake up, and he's still there, my only escape is a silent prayer.

Guitar Solo

(Instrumental break, mimicking "Enter Sandman" guitar solo, with heavy, distorted riffs and wah pedal effects)

Outro

Mr. Budman, front me a ten! Give me a week, I'll give you it then! (Whispered) Never get that report done... (Fade out with heavy guitar riff)