lyrics
Wake in the morning everyday is the same
Spiritless, Unhappy, but I go anyway
Part time employment to earn what I need
Told what to do, what to lift where to be
*Hey Man! Can I take my break now?
No, you've gotta move those Boxes!
Disagreement is pointless I'm a slave to my wage
Hanging on by a string, don't you ever be late!
And I know I'll keep working there's know way out of this
I'll work right till closing and I'll work right to death!
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I take the money that I earn and buy a bottle of booze
I've got 8 fucking bosses telling me what to do
Drink to forget about work, and this last work week
Once again I'll be in Monday thinking of Friday
Once again I'll be in Monday thinking of Friday
Boxes, boxes, boxes, boxes, boxes fuck you!
credits
from
Rolling Forward,
released October 5, 2012
Words and music By Kevin Klemp, Matthew Kerby, Kyle Shabada and Feast Or Famine.
Gang Vocals done by our good pals: Matthew Murphy, Andrew Nguyen, Dahminh Nguyen, Philam Nguyen, Pete Nguyen, James Frost, Craig Pietrzrykowski, Matthew Aree Akplu, Nicole Sereda, Karen Sweet
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