Get A Real Job
M.O.D.
Standing on a corner Frozen to the bone You have to make a living But you'd rather be at home Your eyes start getting heavy Still you forge on Wake up and face the world AND GET A REAL JOB GET A REAL JOB You get a little older Your bones are brittle and weak Dizzy in the morning Your pulse is sounding weak You hate to go to work Just living for a job Wake up and smell the coffee And get a real job GET A REAL JOB GET A REAL JOB GET A REAL JOB GET A REAL JOB Soon you will retire Or maybe have a stroke You cannot feel your finger tips Because some veins have closed But still you drive a hack Or push a hotdog cart Now it's too late for you To get a real jobnone.
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