Tuesday morning I got up and thought well today will be the day that I check myself I had my checklist ready, even skipped my cup of coffee 'cause I had to do all the above see now point one telephone bill, two I need insurance, three I need a job point four I need to hurry up 'cause the clock doesn't run on sympathy on the contrary man, he's like grinning at me.
So I opened up the bill and what do I see? Three fat printed digits smiling at me, hihi, oh my God now I'm all shook up I'm on the phone asking them if they misplaced the dot, not? ooh I gotta go now Miss She's like: wait a minute mane, aren't you gonna pay for this, right So she puts me on some monthly-pay-arrangements Have a lovely day! Yeah, whatever
I got no job (it's a motherfucker) No money (it's a motherfucker) I got nothing (it's a motherfucker)
Well, we need to survive this life my brother
Having no hopes (it's a motherfucker) Without dreams (it's a motherfucker) So it seems (it's a motherfucker)
We need to take care of one another
Ooh, Leaf is rocking the show
I arrived at point two just before luch right after the punch in my stomach, oef forget about it, 'cause lately I've been walking the streets dodging traffic this uninsured life is pretty hectic What if a pick up truck mistakes me for a parking lot the officer mistakes me for a thief and now my leg got shot The hospital won't take me and I'm crying like a baby this doesn't work well with the ladies
I got no job (it's a motherfucker) No money (it's a motherfucker) I got nothing (it's a motherfucker)
Well, we need to survive this life my brother
Having no hopes (it's a motherfucker) Without dreams (it's a motherfucker) So it seems (it's a motherfucker)
We need to take care of one another
Could somebody please pass me a j-o-b? So I'm standing in line at the temp agency They ask me what do I do, I said I'm a great musician Well that doesn't really match up with this cleaning position It's a minimum wage job, better bring your own mob make sure you'll be there around seven o'clock sharp next morning I woke up Ooh shit! Eight o'clock Well, I went anyway and got fired on the spot Now I can't believe this is happening to me I didn't even make it passed point three, damn
I got no job (it's a motherfucker) No money (it's a motherfucker) I got nothing (it's a motherfucker)
Well, we need to survive this life my brother
Having no hopes (it's a motherfucker) Without dreams (it's a motherfucker) So it seems (it's a motherfucker)
Well, we need to survive this life my brother
Compositor: Martijn Tienus Konijnenburg ECAD: Obra #16777340