Get a Fucking Job

They walk and stalk and run across the street
Don't look both ways act fine upon their feet
I know you'll ask so skip the fucking joke
Just go and leave and bum another smoke

Hey man come here oh can you spare some change
A bus ticket is what I need today
I'm not honest I'm going to buy some smack
My smile admits I love the taste of crack

Well I work my ass off for the shit that I need
Yet I stay humble and resist the greed
Don't want your excuses you blood thirsty slobs
Quit your complaining and go get a fucking job

They prey and feast upon a guilty conscience
To say the least you're pretty fucking lazy
You hold the sign the gimping leg bits working
By poor design you're allowed to get by

Get a fucking job



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Writer(s): Rapid Tension
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