Monday, March 19, 2018

Practical Contemporary Socioeconomics (Lyric Ideas)

What’s the use for you, you useless loser
Stop selling me excuses or a bruise or two’s soon in your future
If you’re not a producer then you’re a lazy leech consumer
Waitin’ ‘round for the day they say who? you? yeah, you’ll do, sure
But I can insure your poor ass, you’re a glass of pulp without the juice, you’re 
A couped up, stupid fluke of putrid puke who can’t even say “can do, sir”
‘cause your attitude is so acute, your latitude has pulled the chute, for
A hint, look under tasks soon to be replaced by a computer
What? you want something brighter or safer or cooler
Well you’ll take what you can get because beggars can’t be choosers

Get up, get in gear, break your brain, beat your bod
You better make something out of nothing out of uneven odds
Turning nobs or scrubbing floors or waiting ‘round to get robbed
What am I kiddin’ you’re just another good for nothing, sorry slob
Don’t you come back here again until I hear you’ve got a job, so
Get a job, get a job, get a job, get a, get a, get a...

No more pretentiousness, just list your references
Nobody cares about your wish list or preferences
You’re in the business biz, so find a business kid
‘Cause life’s expensive shit won’t come for lowest bids
And you’re a lowlife, it’s obvious enough you’ll quit
Just like you always did, so why even bother with
Lookin’ at higher hits, when it’s less hit than miss
And more intensive bliss, comes after mortgages
And your college’s degree might help a bit
But even masters sit and wait with patience, since
You entry level ants still needs experience
Forget all common sense. You better make amends 
If you make anything at all you’re barely makin’ cents
So get a job, get a job, get a job, get a, get a...

You can work and work and work and work all day
And if you even get paid it’s a minimum wage
No one living can say it’s enough to live anyway

So we pray in god we trust and bust our butts to decay