A boss so tight you just wouldn’t believe,

She takes bank holidays from our annual leave.

Now this year there’s an extra public holiday

For the Royal Wedding, hip-hip-hooray!

Except we have to work so it’s not for us.

Any wonder we feel like making a fuss?

 

Surrounding businesses will all be closed,

So we’re just opening to count our toes!

The reason she gave us just takes the biscuit,

To deduct another day’s leave she couldn’t risk it.

We don’t all have enough holiday left!

It really feels little better than theft…

 

Giving anything for nothing she don’t understand,

Not in her vocabulary, it couldn’t be planned.

Fresh bread will be baked with doughnuts and buns.

How much will be thrown when the day is done?

For her workers she clearly does not give a toss,

She’d rather open her shops and run at a loss!