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"Is night shift okay you?"
"Yes"
"Hey, well you got a job, homie"

shift ain't never dead
We go to when people go to bed
We got a work overload
The don't care about the dress code

So, if your messed up, come on in
Nobody don't care 3 o'clock in the
I'm fantasizin' a six fo'
as hell, moppin' the flo

I know but I gots the hunch
(What's that?)
That it's almost time for
Smokin' in the parkin' lot
All the homies tellin' 'bout the women they got

Nobody gets offended at a joke
(Why?)
Everybody's laughin', tryin' to stay
(Yeah)
We takin' it easy times are hard
Pullin' practical jokes on the security

And if you late, the boss won't boot ya
Standin' 'round, talkin' 'bout the
even trip if you feel tired
Take a little nap, you won't get

a little beer , smoke you a spliff
(Beer, spliff)
Nobody on the graveyard shift
(Uh, yeah, yeah, uh, uh)

Party, on the shift
(Yeah, party)
Party, on the shift
(Oh yeah, now)
(You have to slave)
You have to slave too hard on the graveyard
(Oh)

Hey, yeah, uh
My name is Joseph Foreman, they me, 'Fro
('Cuz)
I worked at the neighborhood grocery
We actin' like a bunch of kids
Playin' frisbee with the can lids

the boss man comes, baby we don't run
He's a like us just tryin' to have fun
Graveyard shift is a little bit
the radio just a little bit louder

DJ that midnight mix
(Mix)
contest on isle number six
(Six)
Bumpin' that old too short rhyme
(Uh)
Got the homeboys in a soul train

If you act crazy, go ahead and be wild
If you rap, go ahead and freestyle
Graveyard shift, you just can't it
If you get hungry, something and eat it
(Ha,ha)

in the back with my home girl
(Yeah)
The beer's on the house from the corporate
Act like a fool the break of dawn
Yellin' curse words on the

Drag racin' with the lift
Nobody on the graveyard shift
(You know what I'm Ha)

on the graveyard shift
(Yeah, everyday)
Party on the graveyard
(Alright, yeah)
(You have to slave, oh yeah)
You don't have to slave too on the graveyard
(Break it down, fellas)
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

I never would work on
(Daytime)
Graveyard is my play time
(Playtime)
jobs are flaky
(Flaky)
Daytime jobs are shaky like Gelatin
(What? Gelatin)

So, I work graveyard shift like a
(Yeah)
An is what I am
I to work without a traffic jam
on the graveyard is like my brother
Always lookin' out for each

Speak up fo' ya I lawyer
If you come late, we'll the clock fo' ya
We gots no money but we got
If you car break down I'll give you a

'Cause the corporate world is oh so
To the people at the bottom of the totem
we fall, together we stand
What you need? Get it from the

I'm not a but I got the hook up
For the barbecue you wanna cook up
And if you need somebody to get drunk
the homeboys from the graveyard shift
(Dedicated to all the collar workers
Strugglin', strivin', throbbin', thrivin')

Party on the shift
(If the lookin' for me
I'm in my car asleep, you what I'm sayin'?)
Party on the shift
(Hey, so watch my
tap on the window or something, ha, ha)
You don't have to slave too hard on the
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

Happiness is hard to
Happiness is a of mind
It can't be found in or wealth
It's found deep inside yourself

Brothers, singin' the blues
parties and barbecues
Don't destroy life, enjoy your life
Play with your kids and love to your wife

a little beer, don't smoke no crack
Have a time before Christ comes back
your head high, keep your back stiff
see you Sunday night for the graveyard shift

Party on the graveyard
Party on the shift
You don't have to slave too on the graveyard
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

(Hey, this out loco)
No dental plan, no
(Graveyard, graveyard)
Said no vacation, the man don't
(Graveyard, graveyard)
Ain't got no union no
(Graveyard, graveyard)

uniforms and a short paycheck
(Graveyard, graveyard)
Workin' minimum wage
(Graveyard, graveyard)
We gotta get over kinda way
(Come on man)