Sometimes the friends we make are the ones that fall behind
I try my best to keep my job and shit in line
I piss my teachers off, can't wait till there's a vacancy
I'll still be sitting here
You're never getting rid of me
My friends are unemployed and I need to get a job this time
Yes it's true, there's a million things I'll never do
So? Who cares? I need to get a job that I can bare
Maybe I was wrong to quit before Summer
But it's ok, I got an interview for another
I hope they pay me more than a fiver an hour
My first shift's on a Saturday and knowing me I'll turn up late
Knowing me, I'll turn up late again
From the classroom (I came)
To the hallway (To say)
Out of the window (I'm worth more than what I'm getting paid)
To the highway
I've got my reasons (I came)
I've kept them true (To say)
I've got my Gibson Les Paul (I'm worth more than what I'm getting paid!)
There's only one thing left to do...
Yes it's true, there's a million things i'll never do
So? Who cares? I need to get a job that I can bare
Maybe I was wrong to quit before Summer
But it's ok, I got an interview for another
I hope they pay me more than a fiver an hour
My first shift's on a Saturday and knowing me i'll turn up late
