Luyện nghe bài hát Graveyard Shift

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

Graveyard ain't never dead
We go to work 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 care 3 o'clock in the mornin'
I'm fantasizin' a six fo'
as hell, moppin' the flo

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

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

And if you come late, the won't boot ya
Standin' 'round, 'bout the future
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 graveyard
(Oh yeah, now)
(You don't to slave)
You don't have to too hard on the graveyard
(Oh)

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

When the man comes, baby we don't run
He's a fool like us just to have fun
Graveyard is a little bit prouder
Play the radio just a little bit

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

If you act crazy, go ahead and be wild
If you wanna rap, go and freestyle
Graveyard shift, you just 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 fool the break of dawn
curse words on the intercom

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

Party on the graveyard
(Yeah, everyday)
Party on the graveyard
(Alright, yeah)
(You have to slave, oh yeah)
You have to slave too hard on the graveyard
(Break it down, fellas)
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

I would work on daytime
(Daytime)
shift is my play time
(Playtime)
Daytime jobs are
(Flaky)
Daytime jobs are shaky like Jello
(What? Gelatin)

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

Speak up fo' ya like I
If you late, we'll punch the clock fo' ya
We no money but we got pride
If you car break down I'll 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 but I got the hook up
For the barbecue ribs you cook up
And if you need somebody to get drunk
Call the homeboys from the shift
(Dedicated to all the blue collar
Strugglin', strivin', throbbin', thrivin')

Party on the graveyard
(If the lookin' for me
I'm in my car asleep, you what I'm sayin'?)
on the graveyard shift
(Hey, so my back
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 to find
Happiness is a state of
It can't be found in or wealth
It's found real deep inside

Brothers, stop the blues
Throw and barbecues
Don't destroy your life, enjoy life
with your kids and make love to your wife

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

Party on the shift
on the graveyard shift
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)
Ain't got no union no
(Graveyard, graveyard)

Dirty and a short paycheck
(Graveyard, graveyard)
Workin' minimum everyday
(Graveyard, graveyard)
We gotta get over some way
(Come on man)