Maybe you collect or maybe you pay (whether) Still got to work that eight hour day Whether you like that job or not You'd better keep it on ice while you're lining up your long shot Which is to say, hey hey, keep yer day job Don't give it away, keep yer day job, whatever they say Keep yer day job 'till your night job pays. Steady boys starting that eight day hour Never underrate that paycheck power By now you know that the face on your dollar Got a thumb on its nose and a hand on your collar With a chance to say, hey hey, keep yer day job.... Daddy may drive a V-8 'Vette Mama may bathe in champagne yet God bless the child that's got his own stash Nine to five and a place to crash which is to say... Sunday comes forget about work, Ring that bell for whatever it's worth. If you ask me like I know you won't I'll tell you what to do what I know that you won't.These lyrics stolen from http://www.cs.cmu.edu/~mleone/dead-lyrics.html and attributed to Jerry Stratton (jerry@teetot.acusd.edu)
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