by the Ramones, from the album Mondo-Bizarro
Out of bed at 6:15 In a rush and you can’t think
Gotta catch the bus and train
I’m in a rush and feelin’ insane
I can’t take this crazy pace
I’ve become a mental case
Yeah, this is the job that ate my brain
Go to work, it’s such a drag
Face the boss, he’s such a nag
In a suit and in a tie
I look so late I wanna die
I can’t take this crazy pace
I’ve become a mental case
Yeah, this is the job that ate my brain
I punch the clock at 9:05
I know I’m late, but still alive
Everyone just stares at me
(I’m last in line for this party)
I can’t take this crazy pace
I’ve become a mental case
Yeah, this is the job that ate my brain
Five o’clock rolls around
I feel so glad I kiss the ground
Ain’t enough hours in the day
There’s got to be a better way
I can’t take this crazy pace
I’ve become a mental case
Yeah, this is the job that ate my brain
(©‘90 Marky Ramone/Skinny Bones)
R.I.P. Joey Ramone, April 2001
There is a vast world of work out there in this country, where at least 111 million people are employed in this country alone —many of whom are bored out of their minds. All day long. Not for nothing is their motto TGIF—‘Thank God It’s Friday.’ They live for the weekends, when they can go do what they really want to do.• Richard Nelson Bolles, 1970
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