The DC3 - The Book of Job lyrics

You can grow a rain forest on your chin Tote a jute rucksack to keep your guitar in You can claim despair as your next of kin La la la You can laugh at folks with an alarm clock Keep your girlfriend's eyeliner in your sock You can be just too post-modern to rock But sooner or later, sooner or later You'll give it up for a day job You can think new thoughts like some junior Yoda In a long long long line of life's freeloaders Team bonding up the metaphysical Kokoda La la You're gonna toss your vision of the Illiad With the bong you bought in Islamabad In the double garage with all your other fads Shave your hobo beard off and be your dad Give it up...for a day job