I get up to go to work every single day
my face is rubbed in shit for even shittier pay
I'm a slave
to the customer in distress
to my manager I am trying to impress
but I am not gonna impress him anymore
I'm walking right out the door
and I'm not gonna mop the fucking store
do i look like your little whore?
Washing your windows and you're paying me in soap
for a forty hour work week, how will i ever cope with this wage?
I can barely pay them bills, how will i ever get my thrills?
Everyday seems like i'm working for less,
i'm un-valued, i'm a number at best,
it feels so wrong, it feels like incest, it's time i give this shit a rest!
Am I turning into what I swore I'd always hate?
Sacrificing my soul for these pieces of 8
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, so sick of this shit
today i'm sleeping in. Today i fucking quit!
Today I fucking quit.
It's not that I hate working, I just hate working here
repetitious, redundant, monotony, year after year drives me insane
And I know the corporate agenda
so get the message i'm trying to send ya
you can work for yourself it's a bigger reward
no stabs from any corporate sword
grow a garden or dumpster dive, it's your own accord
when you're not trying to buy happiness it's easy to afford
Going back to scrounging pennies for a bottle of wine
going back to doing nothing, all the fucking time and i'm free.
I don't need a ton of money, a couple dollars a day is sweet like honey
besides we all work for the wrong reasons
like picking cherries in the wrong season
it's time we stop committing treason!
released February 25, 2017
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