Show the Mephistos, show the Mephistos
Show the Mephistos, show the Mephistos
Show the Mephistos, show the Mephistos
First job was a shoe store
Water Tower Place on the top floor
First check paid above board
I managed the stock room
Taking extra breaks in the washroom
Polos and khakis like a State Farm costume
My boss was a lot like Mike Scott
His coffee was piping hot and his breath stank
Ex-military, but low rank
He trusted me too much
I took it as an insult
I took me some Timbos
They put me on the sales floor
Show the Mephistos, show the Mephistos, show the Mephistos
They put me on the sales floor
Show the Mephistos, show the Mephistos, show the Mephistos
Commission on the check was the lick tho'
Show the Mephistos, they conform to your feet tho'
They better than Eckos, they killing the Danskos
They three hundred bucks tho', I feel like a asshole
I brought out the white pair
Them try-on socks is like some tiny little pantyhose
But they killing the Havana Joes
Pinocchio with a banana nose
But I'ma show the Mephistos
They put me on the sales floor
Show the Mephistos
They put me on the sales floor
Show the Mephistos
They put me on the sales floor
Show the Mephistos
They put me on the sales floor
They put you on the sales floor?
Fuckin' Mephistos
I swore the homie Drone found the cheat code
Wealthy ladies lie 'bout they feet growth
They blame it on me, bro
Not cool
So now this spook haunting the stockroom
Stack of packing slips where I plot moves
Assistant manager, call her Gwendolyn
Chat her up while Drone was restocking the Timberlands
Like, "Get me some cigarettes"
Slid her a fin and get us a two pack
Let her keep the twenty cents change
Game, third floor, great legs, tho'
Not really a looker
Flirt for Auntie Annie pretzels, hot cinnamon sugar
Hit Mickey D's for that wack check burger
To spend my last, like my white boss would brag, he did on Black sex workers
Pandering to that goofy had me feeling the blues
So "volunteer for trash duty" meant "I'm stealing your shoes"
Fuckin' Mephistos
Three years after Black Shampoo turned to Wilco
My eyes on those low cut Timbos
Army green and black with the steel toe
Like how the hell I work and be still broke?
Mephisto? Ain't that short for Mephistopheles?
Comic irony, the hellscape where we felt so trapped was stocking these
And Dansko clogs from the first thirteen colonies, ugh!
