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The Music Job

So I've always been avoided You say you want something new as well And only time will tell if we will be together And waking up with you inside my head

last too long Before it all goes wrong Got what you asked for, which is not the same as getting what you want! Music is art. So go get a job (Thanks

laughter at thee. Ha ha hee hee hee. Hit men. Thats an order. To avoid a job with the assholes, to amass ad time for the superbowl, to avoid a job with

last too long Before it all goes wrong Got what you asked for, which is not the same as getting what you want! Music is art. So go get a job (Thanks

song pon de replay Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up All the gals pon the dance floor wanting some more what Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music

My name is Bob And I don't have a job [Chorus:] I don't know why I say these things But it's the reason why I sing my song It's why I sing my song I

I keep on playin' I tell you I'm gonna do like Johnny Paycheck He had a job Got money for years I'm gonna shelve my guitar I ain't got no job to shelve

fuck, on the couch, pouring out champagne Living life like it's my job, and I don't ever take a day off Shit ain't been the same since I seen my music

-six on fry And I got 25's, hollin' I roll But they tell me to keep my head up and finish my tape Because its gon jam but I'm losing respect, my music