Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Wanna Job, artist - Abner Jay. Album song One Man Band, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 14.06.2003
Record label: Subliminal Sounds
Song language: English
I Wanna Job |
| I wanna job |
| I just wanna work |
| I don’t wanna play with you |
| No, no, I just wanna work with you |
| I don’t wanna socialize |
| I don’t wanna apologize |
| I have ten lovely kids |
| And a most beautiful wife |
| You know, during the thirties and forties when wages were low, I worked twelve |
| hours a day, sometimes even more. |
| Now them unions got organized and the pay is |
| good! |
| I can’t get no job now, because they say I’m no damn good! |
| Then, too, they say you got to be a relative to join the union. |
| Now how in the hell can I be a relative? |
| But when they was payin' 30 cents an |
| hour I worked as a plumber, pipe fitter, rigger, meld maker, tool and dye maker, |
| carpenter and sealant finisher, technician, electrician, wallboard hanger, |
| and painter! |
| Now they payin' for three to six dollars an hour. |
| Every time I |
| apply for a job, hmph, tell me to come back tomorrow. |
| When some of my other |
| brotherlings can’t even read nor write, but they all got jobs! |
| Some of 'im even |
| workin' day and night. |
| Holdin' down two jobs when I can’t even get one! |
| Biggest joke I ever heard, this thing they call civil rights. |
| Listen, man, |
| I don’t wanna fuss nor fight, I’m not that type. |
| All I want is a job, |
| I’ll work day or night. |
| I don’t wanna play with you, I just wanna work with |
| you |
| Well, I’m six feet tall |
| Two hundred and twenty pounds |
| Small in the shoulders, wide in the hips |
| I got big strong muscles |
| Big thick lips |
| Get my message! |
| Get it straight! |
| All I want’s a job and I ain’t gon' wait! |
| I wanna job |
| I just wanna work |
| I don’t wanna play with you |
| No, no, I just wanna work with you |
| I don’t wanna socialize |
| I don’t wanna apologize |
| I have ten lovely kids |
| And a most beautiful wife |
| Listen, man! |
| All I want, Lord knows, all I want is a J-O-B. |
| A doggone, |
| good cottonpickin' job, sittin' down drinkin' booze. |
| Hahaha! |