Work to Funk

Ready to work?

Bollocks.

I work to live, not live to work,

Otherwise my life, it wouldn't be worth.

People say get a job doing what you love,

But I cant get a job just smokin bud.

So you work your ass off for minimum wage,

For a fat cunt boss, feel yourself enraged.

Watching them fill their obnoxious pockets,

While we sit here trying to catch the droplets.

Uses cheap sources and takes the piss,

Takes resources and time off the shift.

Watching his profit margin climb,

Expecting the job to get done on time.

How'd you do metal work with no fuckin metal.

This is a problem that we gotta fuckin settle. "Yeah"

And still earning shit after years of college,

Watching the owners fill their overflowing pockets.

Working through agencies is fuckin depressing.

looking at you like something they stepped in.

The cunts they take half of your paycheck,

Bend you over and out comes the latex.

Serving customers is hell on earth,

These npcs shoulda died at birth. "Yeah"

You find yourself saying I can't take this,

Sucking a dick on a daily basis.

Sitting in an office must melt your mind,

Stab yourself in the face make yourself go blind.

You do all that to get discharged,

Go work in Asda with the other retards.

Boss roll up late with a plan half-baked,

While we're trying to fix their fuckin mistake.

I ain’t gettin' paid for disaster control,

But when you work shit jobs you gotta do what your told. "Yeah"

And if you speak up, they gon’ find a new slave,

They just push you, waiting for you to cave.

They’ll botch the fuckin plan, then they'll fuckin blame us,

The whole fuckin time fuckin you in the anus.

I wake up mad, like why am I here?

Same old fuckin job, same old broke career.

They want five-star work for some pocket fuckin change,

I swear this whole fuckin job is feelin’ fuckin deranged.

I’m just tryin’ to live, man, is that such a crime?

They takin' my time while I'm losin' my mind.

Dragging my feet to that same old shit beat,

Fake fuckin smile just to save me from the heat.

And when it goes well? “thats a great team effort”

Thinkin they're involved they can fuckin forget it.

I clock in stressed, I clock out broke,

Breaking my back liftin fuckin oak.

They fuck about, while I break my spine,

Still waitin’ on a raise like it's lost in time.

They have shit ideas, then they vanish from sight,

We're stuck in the shit, tryna make it look right.

Boss got the credit, I get the stress,

I’m losin' my mind but they couldn’t care less.

Left us with a deadline but no info in hand,

What the fuck is this? Is it part of the plan?

One day I’ma fuck off and i'll be fuckin through,

‘Cause I ain’t tryin' to die here working for you.

I work to live, not live to work,

Otherwise my life, it wouldn't be worth.

People say get a job doing what you love,

But I cant get a job just smokin bud.

They have shit ideas, then they vanish from sight,

We're stuck in the shit, tryna make it look right.

Boss got the credit, I get the stress,

I’m losin' my mind but they couldn’t care less.

Left us with a deadline but no info in hand,

What the fuck is this? Is it part of the plan?

One day I’ma fuck off and i'll be fuckin through,

‘Cause I ain’t tryin' to die here working for you.

I work to live, not live to work,

Otherwise my life, it wouldn't be worth.

People say get a job doing what you love,

But I cant get a job just smokin bud.

I work to live, not live to work,

Otherwise my life, it wouldn't be worth.

People say get a job doing what you love,

But I cant get a job just smokin bud.