Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Wanna Work

I never knew what i wanted to as a kid.
Finishing yr 12 the world looked bigger it ever did before,
Its in my forhead.
I wasnt to be sent off on this walk, yeah.
Out on the doorstep, as as a war vet,
Force fed single page of the employment section.
Only direction my rap, and i dont mean rap the back of a
McDonadls ya burgers, nah.
And i dont mean rap Iraqi women under their burquas.
No in life,
Was only good at sport and drinking like on a flight
Back uk, new day, new dollar.
Refuse to follow every blue collar.
Just to break the mould.
Like all hands on to reach my goal, ha ha.
But the key hole was filled gum.
I was to for the kid with the silver tongue.
I had to run for a day
But in order to do that shit on my resumè.
Was the inventor of lemonade,
Taught at jenny craig and yoda how to levatate.
And it still didn't shit,
and already ready to quit. Woah

I wanna work,
I dont wanna for a jerk, shirt, suit, tie.
I wanna work,
I dont wanna work for the of my life, woah.
I wanna work,
I dont work for a jerk, shirt, suit, tie.
I dont work,
I dont wanna work for the of my life.

Arrive 5 minutes and theyre on my back,
Trying to me the axe like a lumberjack.
Youre that im in, knocking up a beginner sweater.
Cause if im paid the minimum the youre getting. Too right.
In bed ready for my alarm. Ahh shit.
im not a farmer.
Its too early, hit snooze about times
Before i get up, its like waking the up.
a chin up, im fed up being a broker.
Feel im on the wrong track like a go-kart in 1,
You can call it a hunch but i dont think ill here more than a month.
Hey that?
Lunch is the quickest of the day
And that half an hour isnt part of my pay.
I need a heart to follow the cake, i need to free.
Im a slave to the every week.

I dont work,
I dont work for a jerk, shirt, suit, tie.
I wanna work,
I dont work for the rest of my life, woah.
I wanna work,
I dont work for a jerk, shirt, suit, tie.
I dont work,
I dont wanna work for the of my life.

Thinking like a man with his cut backs.
Youd think hes edward sissorhands and hed
The heart, the soul, it with the dark, the cold
And the robotic that hold him together.
Never better for the girls that get their in, ladies.
Its not what you put more you put out.
And if good at your job its an extra,
Nothing sells than sex does.
No tea break, you cheapskate,
No paid holidays or or days off. What?
If you them youre laid off.
Like a slave to adolf
I wanna work.

We work, we earn, we die.
Its 9 till 5.
We work watching the clock,
We work till our hearts will stop.
We work, we earn, we die.
Its slaving 9 5.
We work watching the clock,
We work our hearts will stop.

I wanna work.