J.o.b. Lyrics - Kevin Fowler

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.