i got a job at the record company
but i did not wear a suit
i could keep it clean
i tried pushing but it didn't feel natural
i tried the shadows but they died in the light
i tried getting out on the tail of a mermaid
who took me in her gills
and pulled me underneath the riptide
now i'm trying to find a song i can listen to
without feeling like
there's nails grinding on my teeth
all of the cowboys are ex-football players
there are no rebels on a tv screen
it's all only entertainment
to keep your mind occupied
if you start to wonder why they don't make trucks like a '58 ford anymore
you might start screaming for nuclear winter
and dreaming of your dead friends
i got a job, and it didn't work out
i got a job, they don't ever work out
i went to war with my brothers at my side
and they turned out alright
sometimes your brothers can feel like your enemies
no, i don't know why
i started screaming for nuclear winter
and dreaming of my dead friends
i got a job, and it didn't work out
i got a job, it don't ever work out
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