The Book Of Job Lyrics & Chords By The Dc3

You can grow a rain forest on your chin
Tote a jute rucksack to keep your guitar in
You can claim despair as your next of kin
La la la

You can laugh at folks with an alarm clock
Keep your girlfriend's eyeliner in your sock
You can be just too post-modern to rock
But sooner or later, sooner or later

You'll give it up for a day job

You can think new thoughts like some junior Yoda
In a long long long line of life's freeloaders
Team bonding up the metaphysical Kokoda
La la

You're gonna toss your vision of the Illiad
With the bong you bought in Islamabad
In the double garage with all your other fads
Shave your hobo beard off and be your dad

Give it up...for a day job