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I got a job making money for the man
Throwing chicken in the bucket with the
Soda pop can
Puke green uniform on my back
I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat
I leaped on the counter like a bird with no hair
Running through the mini mall in my underwear
I got lost downtown couldn't find a ride home
Sun went down I got frozen to the bone
'Til a hooker let me share her fake fur coat
As I took a little nap the cops picked up us both I tried to explain I
Was only trying to get warm
I knew I never ever should have burnt my uniform
He said 'too bad, better bite the bullet hard son'
I didn't have no teeth so I stole his gun
And I crawled out the window with my shadow on a spoon
Dancing on the roof, shooting holes in the moon
Get busy, get busy, you know it
I ain't gonna work for no soul suckin' jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't sayin' jack
I ain't gonna work for no soul suckin' jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't sayin' jack
Standing right here with a beer in my hand
And my mouth is full of sand and I don't understand
Fourteen days I been sleeping in a barn
Better get a paycheck tattooed on my arm
Whistlin Dixie with the Dixie cup filled
With the barbecue sauce and the dental floss chill
Big fat fingers pointing into my face
Telling me to get busy cleaning up this place
I got bent like a wet cigarette
And she's coming after me with a butterfly net
Ridin' on a bloodhound ringing the bell
Black cat wrapped in the road map to hell
Pencil on my leg and I'm trying not to beg
Taking turns bakin' worms with the bacon and eggs
Well they got me in a bird cage flappin' my jaw like a pretzel in the
Stars just waitin' to fall
So give me what I got to get so I can go
Cause I ain't washin' dishes in the ditch no more
And I ain't gonna work for no soul suckin' jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't sayin jack
And I ain't gonna work for no soul suckin' jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't sayin jack
Back to: BECK lyricsThrowing chicken in the bucket with the
Soda pop can
Puke green uniform on my back
I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat
I leaped on the counter like a bird with no hair
Running through the mini mall in my underwear
I got lost downtown couldn't find a ride home
Sun went down I got frozen to the bone
'Til a hooker let me share her fake fur coat
As I took a little nap the cops picked up us both I tried to explain I
Was only trying to get warm
I knew I never ever should have burnt my uniform
He said 'too bad, better bite the bullet hard son'
I didn't have no teeth so I stole his gun
And I crawled out the window with my shadow on a spoon
Dancing on the roof, shooting holes in the moon
Get busy, get busy, you know it
I ain't gonna work for no soul suckin' jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't sayin' jack
I ain't gonna work for no soul suckin' jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't sayin' jack
Standing right here with a beer in my hand
And my mouth is full of sand and I don't understand
Fourteen days I been sleeping in a barn
Better get a paycheck tattooed on my arm
Whistlin Dixie with the Dixie cup filled
With the barbecue sauce and the dental floss chill
Big fat fingers pointing into my face
Telling me to get busy cleaning up this place
I got bent like a wet cigarette
And she's coming after me with a butterfly net
Ridin' on a bloodhound ringing the bell
Black cat wrapped in the road map to hell
Pencil on my leg and I'm trying not to beg
Taking turns bakin' worms with the bacon and eggs
Well they got me in a bird cage flappin' my jaw like a pretzel in the
Stars just waitin' to fall
So give me what I got to get so I can go
Cause I ain't washin' dishes in the ditch no more
And I ain't gonna work for no soul suckin' jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't sayin jack
And I ain't gonna work for no soul suckin' jerk
I'm gonna take it all back and I ain't sayin jack
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Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Songwriters: STEPHENSON, CARL / HANSEN, BECK
Album: Mellow Gold
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