Give Me a Job

The education blanket just got pulled from my feet Man I really had to leave it was some funny degree So I got to know my feet were gonna work to the top But I never thought the bottom would be so damn hard Had to fill an application taking up all my time Just to get generic emails saying "no not this time" And that job center plus man, they have no sympathy Just a bunch of angry people, and they're covered in bling Oh please mister, please mister give me a job I got three A-levels and I'm no criminal Yeah my momma let's me eat, but she moans when I sleep Like my daddy always's says girl she never is pleased With friendly conversation I'll give them my charm I'll be so high on my feet you'll have to ring the alarm And don't worry about my pension cause I'll never get old Well I'm hoping that by then technology will live old When it comes to writing music, man I work through the night When it comes to inspiration, man just look at my life But I'm never giving up because this passion is mine So I'll never be that loser rioting though the night X2 Oh please mister, please mister give me a job I got three A-levels and I'm no criminal Yeah my momma let's me eat, but she moans when I sleep Like my daddy always's says girl she never is pleased Oh please mister, please mister, come on please mister Man I'm no criminal, yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no, no