Josh Richter & The Bad Things - Loud Boys

I stay dead on the line
Working my fingers to the bone
While my boss takes vacation
And his wife stays at home
Some people got it all
Some have the golden key
But working a nine to five to life
Just ain't the life for me

Come on
Come on
Over
Alright
Bring your girlfriends
Cause' me and the boys are gonna get loud tonight

It's quitting time and I'm free
One phone call turns to three
Theres so much smoke i cant see
The bossman's daughter dancing on me

This job is the pits
But I have no other Choice
My boss is always on me
Yelling at the top of his voice
Screaming about my motivation
And always being late
But I think there's more to it
Than some petty complaints

Come on
Come on
Over
Alright
Bring your girlfriends
Cause' me and the boys are gonna get loud tonight

One of these days
I'm gonna quit this dead end job
One of these days
I'm gonna quit this dead end life

Why can't they see
This ain't for me
I'm not that dull
Some people drink
Some people sink
Some people think they got it all worked out

Gonna
Gonna
Gonna
Gonna

It's quitting time and I'm free
One phone call turns to three
Theres so much smoke I cant see
The bossman's daughter dancing on me

Written by:
Josh Richter

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