Job Hunting Lyrics
Every day I wonder who I amEvery day I find another meEvery day I ask I my makerWhat's gonna become of meI spent one day in a old people's homeChanging diapers, washing rwinkled skinBrushing dentures for hours and hoursBefore I realised the shit I was inThe day after I tried a nurseryFeeding babies, removing pukeChasing tots for hourse and hoursBecause of the pride they tookI even posed naked in a magazineDon't think they really wanted meBut all those beautifull womenWere horny of my ejaculating stiffyI think I found the right job for meBeing unemployed seems quite easyGarning money shouldn't be to hardFor a lazy bum like me
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