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Motherfucker - Lyrics

Tuesday morning I got up and thought
well today will be the day that I check myself
I had my checklist ready, even skipped my cup of coffee
'cause I had to do all the above
see now point one telephone bill,
two I need insurance, three I need a job
point four I need to hurry up 'cause the clock doesn't run on sympathy
on the contrary man, he's like grinning at me.

So I opened up the bill and what do I see?
Three fat printed digits smiling at me,
hihi, oh my God now I'm all shook up
I'm on the phone asking them if they misplaced the dot,
not? ooh I gotta go now Miss
She's like: wait a minute mane, aren't you gonna pay for this, right
So she puts me on some monthly-pay-arrangements
Have a lovely day! Yeah, whatever

I got no job (it's a motherfucker)
No money (it's a motherfucker)
I got nothing (it's a motherfucker)

Well, we need to survive this life my brother

Having no hopes (it's a motherfucker)
Without dreams (it's a motherfucker)
So it seems (it's a motherfucker)

We need to take care of one another

Ooh, Leaf is rocking the show

I arrived at point two just before luch
right after the punch in my stomach, oef
forget about it, 'cause lately I've been walking the streets dodging traffic
this uninsured life is pretty hectic
What if a pick up truck mistakes me for a parking lot
the officer mistakes me for a thief and now my leg got shot
The hospital won't take me and I'm crying like a baby
this doesn't work well with the ladies

I got no job (it's a motherfucker)
No money (it's a motherfucker)
I got nothing (it's a motherfucker)

Well, we need to survive this life my brother

Having no hopes (it's a motherfucker)
Without dreams (it's a motherfucker)
So it seems (it's a motherfucker)

We need to take care of one another

Could somebody please pass me a j-o-b?
So I'm standing in line at the temp agency
They ask me what do I do, I said I'm a great musician
Well that doesn't really match up with this cleaning position
It's a minimum wage job, better bring your own mob
make sure you'll be there around seven o'clock sharp
next morning I woke up
Ooh shit! Eight o'clock
Well, I went anyway and got fired on the spot
Now I can't believe this is happening to me
I didn't even make it passed point three, damn

I got no job (it's a motherfucker)
No money (it's a motherfucker)
I got nothing (it's a motherfucker)

Well, we need to survive this life my brother

Having no hopes (it's a motherfucker)
Without dreams (it's a motherfucker)
So it seems (it's a motherfucker)

Writer(s): Thijs Spook, Martijn Konijnenburg, Ocker Gevearts

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