Thursday, December 23, 2010

WORK SUX, OH FUCK!

working nine to five in a shitty fucking job
it's a necessary evil and your life is being robbed
you know that no amount of money can repay you for your time
you're just a corporate commodity in their production line

but once you punch the clock you now your work day's fuckin' done
now you're kicking off your work boots and you're gonna have your fun
'cos all you need's the weekend, and all you need's your friends
yeah, a few six packs of beer you know that's how the night will end

you've been working every day now you wish you were on the dole
you've got society pressuring you to be responsible
the walls are caving in there's no way out that you can see
you're enslaved inside their system, they're insisting that you're free

but once you punch the clock you now your work day's fuckin' done
now you're kicking off your work boots and you're gonna have your fun
'cos all you need's the weekend, and all you need's your friends
yeah, a few six packs of beer you know that's how the night will end

WORK SUX - OH FUCK!

from day one you've been exposed to hardships, terrorists and lies
but you know none of that shit matters with your droogies by your side
'cos when your crew takes to the streets you own the fucking town
and you know nothing in this fucking world can bring you fucking down!