JOBBO - WSTR

Pray for the day

Pray for the day that I die

They called me late last night

Too bad my brain was fried

Come Monday mornin

Real life’s a callin

Call one more fuckin time an I swear I’ll set it off

I don’t know what I signed up for

But I know this isn’t it

So tell me baby, why you lyin for cos your givin me the ick

I could go on an on but what the fuck for

If the glass shoe doesn’t fit

It makes me itch

It makes me sick

Yeah

Go get a job

Suit up an wear a tie

I’m alright

They want me at my best

My best is fuckin high

Come Monday mornin

Real life’s a callin

Call one more fuckin time an I swear I’ll set it off

Don’t test me

I don’t know what I signed up for

But I know this isn’t it

So tell me baby, why you lyin for cos your givin me the ick

I could go on an on but what the fuck for

If the glass shoe doesn’t fit

It makes me itch

It makes me sick

Yeah

Fuck a job

Fuck a cop

Give um everything you got

Fuck the man

Fuck a opp

Don’t be something that you’re not

Fuck Monday mornin

Real life is borin

I don’t know what I signed up for

But I know this isn’t it

So tell me baby, why you lyin for cos your givin me the ick

I could go on an on but what the fuck for

If the glass shoe doesn’t fit

It makes me itch

It makes me itch

Yeah

Come Monday mornin

Real life’s a callin

It makes me itch

Fuck Monday mornin

Real life if borin

It makes me itch

It makes me sick