Title:		Burgerman in Grey  
Original:	Murderer in Grey
Tune:		Whitaker and Maund
Words:		Erica Neely and Mike Richards

Tune by M. Whitaker and K. Maund; words by Erica Neely and Mike Richards

Chorus:
  Oh Chris, what have you sold,
  What drove your hopes away?
  What changed an old grad student
  To a burgerman in grey?

Don't know when you studied, you never read.
Argued with your tutors, near drove them mad,
To learn to teach, to do research, all your desire,
Your works all now destroyed, fed to a fire.

Love a theory, love to think, out on the lawn,
Carpenters and merchant men, looked on with scorn.
Pay them money, use their skills, spending your wealth,
Now you're out of money, serve yourself.

<Chorus>

Spent your nights in R.P.G.'s, always a player,
Teamwork never known to you, party betrayer.
I didn't know why you withdrew, when I took your part,
Work took over all your time, what killed your heart?

You were the worst of us, lacking in greed,
Never gave your answers out, to comrades need.
You were the best of us, subtle and wise,
Wept to see Chris' fall, now serving fries. 
 
<Chorus>

Well I tried hard you know it, followed your lead.
Though I truly found loathsome, those textbooks to read.
Ladies and gentles I'll serve you soon, needing the pay,
Oh Chris, old rival, I did it your way.

Oh Chris, I fit your mould;
I've chargecard bills to pay.
Time changed this old grad student, to a burgerman in grey,
To this burgerman in grey.