Sort it out
That’s all I hear,
At home at work
It’s everywhere,
Got a problem?
Then put it on me
Need something doing
Then put it on me,
Everyone moaning
About what’s not done,
Everyone else standing around,
So much needs doing
But only one me,
I feel a slave to this life
Is that how things should be,
Everything being sorted by me,
Don’t answer back
Just sort it out!
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