Fuck the Customer

Does your uniform make it so your job is not degrading
 Because they actually love the product they are selling
 So many accept the role unknowingly of abuser
 The product is not the product it is the consumer Fuck the customer The product is not the product it is the consumer Fuck the customer Does my presence behind this counter lend you reassurance
 That having thrown at me is no reoccurrence?
 I'm smiling on the outside, inside I am screaming
 How can a job be any more demeaning? Fuck the customer How can a job be any more demeaning Fuck the customer Fuck the customer
 They are not always right
 Overstepping boundaries
 Expecting no sort of fight
 Our frowns are disguised behind lips
 Curled and tight
 Into something taken as a smile
 This is not right
 Fuck the customer