Gabriel James - Working Man's Blues

I remember a fantasy I believed in
Forever the music is what I needed
Ever since I was younger hunger defeated
Me with
A stunning run of achievements
See it's
Been one of another seasons
Seeking
What I feel is the reason
For a mother fucker to even be breathing
Leaving my dreams is impossible
I've got to go
For all my goals
I'm never gonna stop
I ain't lost I just took the back roads
When I twist weed in leaves of tobacco
To keep calm
Preventing moments of being an asshole
I've tackled
So many issues already
But still can't quit this job
Not yet it's
Really becoming a problem again and
I hate working all day for chump change pennies.

I don't wanna answer your phone
I don't wanna sweep up your floors
I don't wanna take any complaints
I don't wanna do this anymore
I just wanna quit this damn job
And finally become a star
Life of a musician is hard
But it beats punching a time card

Everyday all day I'm smoking on herb
To control my temper whenever the boss
Is on my nerves
I done lost my urge
To deal with authority figures
I do not serve
Any purpose
When I'm here
Never earned a living
Near
A nervous breakdown
And uncertainty unclear
Of any future in a job
Working for somebody else
Got me mad in the morning
Knowing I'm doper than anybody
That you've ever heard before
Yes I said it
Sick of being humble, struggling and never getting
What I've been working for
Over the course of a
Decade and a half
With a lot of surgical
Precise words in store
Legally earn my dough
But I don't wanna be here anymore than you do
Gotta shake off the voodoo
That regular life has put to you

I don't wanna answer your phone
I don't wanna sweep up your floors
I don't wanna take any complaints
I don't wanna do this anymore
I just wanna quit this damn job
And finally become a star
Life of a musician is hard
But it beats punching a time card

What we talking about
Is an alternative route
The same destination
But the preservation
Of my name will differ
From the ones who give up
Cuz of stubborn persistence
Resistance from listening
To those who don't get it
It was all
Already pre-written
I guess you can call
This just a glimpse in
To how it be feeling when under these symptoms
Not exactly depression
Cuz you know life is good full of lessons
Medical weed, good love, and blessings
In abundance, Rushes of blood and consumption
Of good food after getting blunted
But it's like I'm waisting away
Not even getting paid
Enough to pave my way
To escape the fate of going out
Before I make a mark on this place

I don't wanna answer your phone
I don't wanna sweep up your floors
I don't wanna take any complaints
I don't wanna do this anymore
I just wanna quit this damn job
And finally become a star
Life of a musician is hard
But it beats punching a time card

Written by:
Gabriel Herrera

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