Luyện nghe bài hát Work Everyday

Damn, man. Im broker than an old VCR, man. I need a job. Are they hiring at
I got a stack of red bills at my house. It looks like Valentines Day at the crib. My
Kids are eating left-over leftovers, man. I cant fool them no more. Its job
Got to work day
Got to every day
My God theres got to be more to life this
Theres got to be a bigger reason that I
Work to eat to earn my
To somewhere to sleep and spend the weekend buying shit
Dont economists to know I need pot to piss
Follow politics man I aint got to think
What I got to set aside for my
Cop a double shift pay somebody to watch the
Sick of all this but cant an off day
Doctors office I cant the co pay
Trapped in a network just to get work
celebrate every week nobody gets hurt
Greed could leave well enough alone
They on squeezing till we bleed from every bone
And well strive hard and stress about the
Probably still die poor and in debt without a but
I guess Ill carry my ass down to the county and see theyre talking about. But
You know they treat you like you shot somebody just because you a little help
Youre my you aint never been down on your luck
Never tried to make ends meet but just got stuck
slaved at a gig like a bum with a cup
Added all your pennies up and you still had enough
And the jobs full up they aint
Im surviving not enough to get by with
is a constant problem stomach steady growling
People shot in my environment
Study go to college is what them people
Too many road blocks in the way its not an
To say that its I would be lying
But you aint got a chance if not up in that top ten
A couple got a but I am not them
Aint got the to pay the bills so my pockets are thin
So I cop a gig and my hardship ends
Fixing to my self up at your welfare office again
And I expect to be as the man that I am
and appreciatively Maam
God you must be out of your mind
Do you see this Tea Party stuff, man? Them people look broke their self. Are
People stressing heres the
How they get people tea in a recession
Its deception how absurd is
How are so many poor people
A pro artist I put it in the good
A con artist jobs to make you stupid
Lookie here Ill teach you how to trough it
First thing you need to know every con got a to it
seduce you with a little wealth
Say you could have some of these crumbs for
If the government doesnt make us anyone else
You stuck a red sign on foreclosed house
Make you think youre back your nation
they turn it over to a major corporation
Those took the jobs overseas
And you them the wallet out your pocket for free
staring in the sky with dollar signs for eyes
The right wing of a bird that cant fly
a peacock with a poked out gut
Whos too fat to fly so his ass just but
so criminal minded weve been blinded
Looking for an honest job and cant it
They got a job bill we got a light
If we dont pay our life is quite real