My Job (Song)

My job is really not so bad,
I haven't got another.
Though I might quit my job one day,
and be poor like my mother.

It's not so much the people here.
It's not their childish tricks.
I mostly hate the infant rules,
and not the stupid pricks.

So, if you hear me bitch one day,
And, I seem rather glum.
Slap my back and smile at me...
And remind me of my mum.

Joceile
1982