HEY MR. MANAGER. (Tom Evans). Waiting for the phone to tell me you and I are through. And I'm not alone I guess that everybody wants it too. You got no feeling you've been dealing all the wrongs. Your lies are stealing Lord I think you should be gone. Hey Mr. Manager. You're messing up my life. Hey Mr. Manager. Don't think I need that kind of strife. It's the same old story we all know it to the end. But without your boring glory we could live again. You got no feeling you've been dealing all the wrongs. Your lies are stealing God I think you should be gone. Hey Mr. Manager. You're messing up my life. Hey Mr. Manager. Don't think I need that kind of strife. Laying down these lines This song's especially for you. It may be simple But in some ways so are you!. Hey Mr. Manager You're messing up my life. Hey Mr. Manager. Don't think I need that kind of that kind of that kind of strife. Waiting for the phone to tell me. You and I are through