Temps are like Chinese Food Options

[Queer Cannibal Client]

temps are like Chinese food,

a half hour after you've had a couple, you're hungry for more. Queer Cannibal Client.


Narrator: Queen Cannibal Client has adapted this song from Evita to explain his feelings when he has eaten all of the temps from the temp agencies he has been using and has to then go through qualifying new temp agencies to get new suppliers of temps.


I don't expect my love affairs to last for long
Never fool myself that my dreams will come true
Being used to trouble I anticipate it
But all the same I hate it, wouldn't you?

(QCC:) So what happens now?
(Che:) Another suitcase in another hall
(QCC:) So what happens now?
(Che:) Take your picture off another wall
(QCC:) Where am I going to?
(Che:) You'll get by, you always have before

Time and time again I've said that I don't care
That I'm immune to gloom, that I'm hard through and through
But every time it matters all my words desert me
So anyone can hurt me, and they do

(QCC:) So what happens now?
(Che:) Another suitcase in another hall
(QCC:) So what happens now?
(Che:) Take your picture off another wall
(QCC:) Where am I going to?
(Che:) You'll get by, you always have before

Call in three months time and I'll be fine, I know
Well maybe not that fine, but I'll survive anyhow
I won't recall the names and places of each sad occasion
But that's no consolation here and now.

(QCC:) So what happens now?
(Che:) Another suitcase in another hall
(QCC:) So what happens now?
(Che:) Take your picture off another wall
(QCC:) Where am I going to?
(Che:) You'll get by, you always have before
(QCC:) Where am I going to
(Che:) Don't ask anymore.

Another Suitcase In Another Hall
lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber

[Peter Everhard]

It's funny because I feel sorta kinda the same way about Puerto Rican Guys.

It's like the first two or three are like, you know, just the appetizers