Category Archives: Lyrics

Gettin’ Sigi With It

Those of you joining the doctor at Emirates Stadium today at the Trade Extensions European Practitioners Conference on Managing the Future will know that today is the day we all Get Sigi with it!

Gettin’ Sigi With It!
To the tune of Gettin’ Jiggy With It.

Bring it.
Whoo!
Unh, unh, unh, unh
Hoo cah cah
Hah hah, hah hah

Bicka bicka bow bow bow,
Bicka bow bow bump bump
What, what, what, what
Hah hah hah hah
Unh,

On your mark ready set let’s go
Sourcing pro I know you know
They went psycho when his new book hit
Just can’t sit
Gotta get Sigi wit’ it

Ooh that’s it
Now Procurement pro come nigh
Sourcing Mojo all up in my eye
You gotta new ride with alotta stuff in it
Give it to your friend let’s spin

Everybody lookin’ at him
Glancin’ the kid
Wishin’ they was dancin’ a jig
Here with that handsome kid
Ciga-cigar right from Cuba-Cuba
He just bite it
It’s for the look he don’t light it

IGsay the an-may on the rand-gay and-stay
List’nin’ to Sigi make it feel like foreplay
Yo his cred-dee-o is Infinite
Ha ha
Big Sigi style’s all in it
Gettin’ Sigi Wit It

Na na na na na na na nana
Na na na na nana
Gettin’ Sigi wit it

What you wanna tread with the kid
Watch your step you might fall
Trying to do what he did
Sourcer-unh sourcer-unh sourcer come closer
In the middle of the room with the rub-a-dub, unh

No love for the cynics, the cynics
Mad cause he bled savings from the bankers
See him on the fifty yard line with the traders
Met Stamper, he told him he’s the greatest

We got the fever for the flavor of a crowd pleaser
Blogger spin another
From the Mojo prince
His highness
His mad skillz bring you riches

South to the west to the east to the north
Take his plans and watch ’em go off a go off
Ah yes yes y’all ya don’t stop
In the winter or the (summertime)
He makes it hot
Gettin’ Sigi wit ‘it

Na na na na na na na nana
Na na na na nana
Gettin’ Sigi wit it

Guaranteed savings if you need a lift
Who’s the kid in the mist
Who else Sigi Osagie
Livin’ that life some consider a myth

Save from South A. to the UK
Finance used to tease him
Give it to him now nice and easy
Since he moved up like George and Wheezy

Save to the maximum I be askin’ ’em
Would you like to bounce with the brother that’s platinum
Never see Sig attackin’ ’em
Rather play ball with Locke and um,
Flatten ’em
Psyche
Kiddin’

You thought he skim’d a schill
But he didn’t
Trust the blogger in your life, he hittin’
Hittin’ hard a piledriver with a ribbon
Crib for his bros on the outskirts of Surrey
Savings troupe for you and me
Don’t be waylaid
Go get Sigi wit it

Na na na na na na na nana
Na na na na nana
Gettin’ Sigi wit it

Purchasing Blues (Repost)

Editor’s Note: This is a repost of “Summertime Blues”, which was originally posted on June 20, 2009.

Well, it’s time to raise a fuss
and it’s time to raise a holler
About diminishing returns
from the corporate dollar

I just heard from my boss
who governs me
If I don’t save the cash
he’s gonna fire me

Sometimes I wonder
What I’m gonna do
If there ain’t no cure
For the purchasing blues

My CFO he told me to
go beat on the supplier
That his margins must be high
while ours are under water

So I talked to the supplier
he said costs were elevated
He was losing all his money
at the rates we had created

Sometimes I wonder
What I’m gonna do
If there ain’t no cure
For the purchasing blues

So I found a consultant
told her about my problems
And she went and discovered that
the supplier was just stalling

Material costs were falling
and the exchange rate was fair
I had wasted all my time
just pulling out all my hair

Next time I have a problem
I’ll find me a solution
I’ll find a sourcing expert
and get my retribution

No more will I wonder
What I’m gonna do
I’ll find me a cure
For the purchasing blues

In Commemoration of the One Hundred and Thirtieth Anniversary

A wandering minstrel I –
A thing of shreds and patches
Of ballads, songs, and snatches
And dreamy lullaby
And dreamy lullaby

My catalogue is long,
Through every passion ranging,
And to your humours changing
I tune my supple song!
I tune my supple song!

Are you in sentimental mood?
I’ll sigh with you,
Oh, sorrow!
On market’s coldness do you brood?
I’ll do so, too
Oh, sorrow, sorrow!
I’ll charm your willing ears
With songs of buyers’ fears,
While sympathetic tears
My cheeks bedew!
Oh, sorrow, sorrow!

But if patriotic sentiment is wanted,
I’ve patriotic ballads cut and dried;
For where’er our buyer’s banner may be planted,
All other local banners are defied!

Our warriors, in serried ranks assembled,
Never quail – or they conceal it if they do
And I shouldn’t be surprised if nations trembled
Before the mighty troops, the troops of …

 

We’re on a “Highway to Hell”

A Procurement Damnation Interlude

Livin’ easy
Spendin’ free
Season ticket on a one way ride
Askin’ nothin’
Leave them be
Takin’ everythin’ in their stride
Don’t need reason
Don’t need rhyme
Ain’t nothin’ that they’d rather do
Goin’ down
Party time
Their friends are gonna be there too

We’re on the highway to hell
On the highway to hell
Highway to hell
I’m on the highway to hell

No stop signs
Speed limit
Nobody ever slowed ’em down
Like a wheel
Gonna spin it
Nobody ever messed ’em around
Hey Satan
Payin’ my dues
Playin’ in Procurement’s band
Hey mumma
Look at me
I’m on the way to the promised land

We’re on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
I’m on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
Don’t stop me

I’m on the highway to hell
On the highway to hell
Highway to hell
I’m on the highway to hell
(highway to hell) I’m on the highway to hell
(highway to hell) highway to hell
(highway to hell) highway to hell
(highway to hell)
And I’m goin’ down
All the way
I’m on the highway to hell

Just like AC/DC.

 

Procurement Damnation

To the tune of Rock ‘n’ Roll Damnation by AC/DC

They say that you are too proud
Well baby that’s tough
They say that you spend too much
Can’t save enough

And they all think you are a fool
Baby I’m a fool for you
They say that they are displeased, shaky stuff

It’s a Procurement damnation
You’re their whippin’ boy
Procurement damnation
Take control while you still got a voice

You say that you want respect
They say “For what?
For everything that you done for me,
Thanks a lot!”

Get up off your bended knees
Time to put your mind at ease
My temperature’s runnin’ hot
I been waitin’ all night
Take a bite from what they got

It’s a Procurement damnation
You’re their whippin’ boy
Procurement damnation
Take control while you still got the choice

It’s a hard life

Damnation, they’re putting you down
Damnation, all over town
Damnation, ’cause they’re way outta reach
Living on the street you gotta practice what they teach

And it’s a Procurement damnation
You’re their whippin’ boy
Procurement damnation
Take control while you still got the choice

Damnation, you left a happy home
Damnation, to strike out on your own
Damnation, you’re now living in sin

It’s a Procurement
Damnation, just a bundle of joy
Damnation, you’re a toy for a boy
Damnation, you got the dollars in your eye
Always chasin’ that pie in the sky

Procurement damnation