M-Phazes - Don't Wanna Work lyrics

[Verse 1] I never knew what I wanted to pursue as a kid Finishing Year 12, the world looked bigger than it ever did before Its embedded in my forehead I wasn't ready to be set off on this walk yet Out on the door step fragile as a war vet Force fed every single page in the employment section Only direction: my rap And I don't mean wrap like the back of a McDonalds doing your burgers And I dont mean wrap like Iraqi women under them burkas No purpose in life Was only good at sport and drinking like Boonie on a flight Back from UK new day new dollar Refused to follow every other blue collar Just wanted to break the mould Like Maradona all hands on to reach my goal But the keyhole was fill with gum What was to come for the kid with the silver tongue? I had to run for a better day But in order to do that spun sh** on my resumé I was the sole inventor of Lemonade Taught yoga to Jenny Craig And Yoda how to levitate And it still didn't generate sh** Unemployed and already ready to quit Oooooh! [Hook] I don't wanna work, don't wanna work for a jerk SHIRT!, SUIT!, TIE! I don't wanna work, don't wanna work for the rest of my life WOAAAAAH I don't wanna work, don't wanna work for a jerk SHIRT!, SUIT!, TIE! I don't wanna work, don't wanna work for the rest of my life [Verse 2] Arrive five minutes late and they're on my back Trying to give me the axe like a lumberjack You're lucky that I'm in, not going to begin this work 'Cos if I'm paid the minimum, the minimum you're getting In bed never ready for my alarm Forget I'm not a farmer, it's too early Hit snooze about thirty Times before I get up 'S'like waking the dead up Need the cheddar, fed up being a broke-arse Feel I'm on the wrong track like a go-kart in Formula 1 You can call it a hunch but I don't think I'll last here more than a month (Hey why's that?) Lunch is the quickest part of the day And that half an hour isn't even part of my pay I need to hide a file in a cake I need to break free I'm a slave to the wage every week I don't wanna work! [Hook] I don't wanna work, don't wanna work for a jerk SHIRT!, SUIT!, TIE! I don't wanna work, don't wanna work for the rest of my life WOAAAAAH I don't wanna work, don't wanna work for a jerk SHIRT!, SUIT!, TIE! I don't wanna work, don't wanna work for the rest of my life [Verse 3] Thinking like a businessman with his cut backs You'd think he was Edward Scissorhands And he substract the heart, the soul Replace it with the dark, the cold In the robotic parts that hold him together Never mattered for the ladies to get their foot in Ladies its not what you put in its more what you put out If you're good at your job then its an extra Nothing sell better than s** does No texas t break, a cheap skate[?] No paid holidays or sick leave or days off (Whaat?) If you take them you're laid off Like being a slave to Adolf I don't wanna work! [Hook] I don't wanna work, don't wanna work for a jerk SHIRT!, SUIT!, TIE! I don't wanna work, don't wanna work for the rest of my life WOAAAAAH I don't wanna work, don't wanna work for a jerk SHIRT!, SUIT!, TIE! I don't wanna work, don't wanna work for the rest of my life