Old Man Luedecke - I Quit My Job lyrics

Oh bright minds of poverty Hold on to your heart won liberties And discard your store-bought realities Don't let them take the joy that you make On your own Work when you need to maybe Don't let ‘em bleed you baby They do nothing more than feed you lady Don't let them take the joy that you make On your own Don't fuss, don't fight it no Take that wrong and right it ho Can always live on rice and potatoes Take your heart's candle and relight it I quit my job I'm free today Should be proud of where I am All my friends work their dreams with their hands And truly this is the promised land Don't k** yourself about making it Just be takin it easy but be takin it There's enough out there who are fakin it Don't let them take the joy that you make On your own