J.O.B.

Eight Monday mornin? and I ?m in my bed as leep Well now, no be ll ring-a-linging tellin? me i t?s time to hit the st reet Oh, no, don?t you kn ock on my door, ?cause I ain?t coming Tell the bo ss-man I?ve quit or I?ve di ed or something I?m do ing all those things I?ve always said I wanted to d o (chorus) I don't want no J.O.B. Bringin' me Down like a damn dog to my knees All w ork and no play a in?t no way for me to live My day's too short, I ain?t g ot no time G ot one life, it?s gonna be mine Livin? w ild and free, don?t w ant no J.O. B. Well now, the la ndlord?s knocking, o h, I?m in one hell of a me ss And I j ust got a letter from the fo lks at the I.R. S. The bi lls are piled high and the gr a*s needs mowin? Think I?ll ju mp in my truck and just ke ep on goin? F ind me a place where the drinks are free And the pr etty girls all love me (chorus) Seems a ll I ever do is work these fin gers to the bone If th is is all that life can offer, I?d ra ther be dead and gone. (chorus) Y ea now, I?m livin? wild and free Don?t w ant no J.O. B.