J.O.B.

Eight Monday mornin? and I ?m in my bed as leep
Well now, no be ll ring-a-linging tellin? me i t?s time
To hit the st reet
Oh, no, don?t you kn ock on my door, ?cause I ain?t
Coming
Tell the bo ss-man I?ve quit or I?ve di ed or something
I?m do ing all those things I?ve always said I wanted
To d o

(chorus)
I don't want no J.O.B
Bringin' me
Down like a damn dog to my knees
All w ork and no play a in?t no way for me to live
My day's too short, I ain?t g ot no time
G ot one life, it?s gonna be mine
Livin? w ild and free, don?t w ant no J.O. B
Well now, the la ndlord?s knocking, o h, I?m in one hell
Of a me ss
And I j ust got a letter from the fo lks at the I.R. S
The bi lls are piled high and the gr ass needs mowin?
Think I?ll ju mp in my truck and just ke ep on goin?
F ind me a place where the drinks are free
And the pr etty girls all love me

(chorus)
Seems a ll I ever do is work these fin gers to the bone
If th is is all that life can offer, I?d ra ther be dead
And gone

(chorus)
Y ea now, I?m livin? wild and free
Don?t w ant no J.O. B