Luyện nghe bài hát Graveyard Shift

"Is night shift with you?"
"Yes"
"Hey, you got yourself a job, homie"

Graveyard shift ain't never
We go to when people go to bed
We got a tremendous overload
The boss don't care about the code

So, if your hair's up, come on in
Nobody don't care 3 in the mornin'
I'm about a six fo'
as hell, moppin' the flo

I don't know but I the hunch
(What's that?)
That it's almost time for
cigarettes in the parkin' lot
All the tellin' lies 'bout the women they got

gets offended at a racial joke
(Why?)
Everybody's laughin', tryin' to stay
(Yeah)
We takin' it easy times are hard
Pullin' practical jokes on the guard

And if you come late, the boss won't ya
'round, talkin' 'bout the future
Don't trip if you feel tired
Take a little nap, you get fired

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

Party, on the shift
(Yeah, party)
Party, on the shift
(Oh yeah, now)
(You don't to slave)
You don't have to slave too on the graveyard
(Oh)

Hey, yeah, uh
My name is Foreman, they call me, 'Fro
('Cuz)
I worked at the grocery store
We actin' crazy like a of kids
Playin' with the trash can lids

When the boss man comes, baby we run
He's a fool like us tryin' to have fun
Graveyard shift is a little bit
Play the radio a little bit louder

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

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

Drinkin' in the with my home girl
(Yeah)
The on the house from the corporate world
Act like a 'til the break of dawn
Yellin' words on the intercom

racin' with the fork lift
Nobody cares on the graveyard
(You what I'm sayin'? Ha)

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

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

So, I work graveyard like a skeleton
(Yeah)
An afro-classic is I am
I drive to without a traffic jam
Everybody on the graveyard is like my
lookin' out for each other

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

'Cause the corporate is oh so cold
To the people at the bottom of the pole
Divided we fall, together we
What you Get it from the Afroman

I'm not a thief but I got the up
For the barbecue ribs you cook up
And if you need somebody to get drunk
Call the homeboys the graveyard shift
(Dedicated to all the blue collar
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 graveyard
(Hey, so my back
tap on the window or something, ha, ha)
You don't to slave too hard on the graveyard
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

Happiness is hard to
Happiness is a of mind
It be found in fame or wealth
It's found real deep inside

Brothers, singin' the blues
Throw parties and
Don't destroy your life, your life
Play your kids and make love to your wife

Drink a little beer, don't no crack
Have a good time before Christ back
Keep your head high, keep back stiff
I'll see you Sunday night for the graveyard

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

(Hey, check out loco)
No dental plan, no
(Graveyard, graveyard)
no vacation, the man don't care
(Graveyard, graveyard)
got no union no respect
(Graveyard, graveyard)

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