Jack Kays - GET A JOB!

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Na, na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na (hey-hey-hey)

My brain is dead from all the alcohol
Fill it with lead, or maybe I should call
Suicide hotline, tell them about all my problems
See if they know how to solve them (hey-hey-hey)

Wake up, get drunk, put on the same old jeans
That I've worn for two weeks, hold them both at the knees
Gate high, lay low, and wonder why I'm in poverty
Why can't I win the lottery? (Hey-hey-hey)

You say I need to get a job
Well, I hate working for a guy named Bob
Who can't get laid, so he takes it out on me (hey-hey-hey)
Get paid, but lose my will to live
Clean shit my force 'til I'm 56
Got quick in a highway accident (hey-hey-hey)

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Na, na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na (hey-hey-hey)

Cut off my hair, I hate the way I look
Tattoo my skin, I wrote the goddamn book on what not to do
If you're looking for employment
How to be a disappointment (hey-hey-hey)

You say I need to get a job
Well, I hate working for a guy named Bob
Who can't get laid, so he takes it out on me (hey-hey-hey)
Get paid, but lose my will to live
Clean shit my force 'til I'm 56
Die quick in a highway accident (hey-hey-hey)

Na, na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na, na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na (hey-hey-hey)
Na, na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
Na, na, na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na (hey-hey-hey)