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Dude, Get With The Program

 

Dude, Get With The Program

(album: To Leave Or Die In Long Island - 2005)


Pack and get out fast
No going out with a blast
No leaving here tomorrow
And don't you even think about a severance fee
Unemployment won't be paid by crooks and cheats
So enjoy your rice and beans if you can afford the beans
That's a little joke that I have

A fuse with dynamite sticks attached
A hand that's holding a match
And lighting it tomorrow
And the flames of discontent will not be washed away
'Cause the flames will be kept alive by piles of cocaine
It didn't have to be this way
You could have figured out a way to help us out but you just said

Hey, go ahead and get fucked
Hey, go ahead and get fucked
You could be dead and no one here would care
Hey, go ahead and get fucked
Hey, go ahead and get fucked
Your every minute here has been in vain

Don't give the money to the kids
Vapor rub on the eyelids
Not a change tomorrow
Tell us how we're all making sacrifices
But it's hard to sacrifice when we don't make decent wages
Have you seen our salaries?
It's kinda like your salary except without all the zeroes

You're working on your first million
I'm on my first thousand
And bills are due tomorrow
Something about helping out the family
But that must means your kid can drive a Mercedes
'Cause there's no relation here
Family does not get pushed out the door and get told...

Hey, go ahead and get fucked
Hey, go ahead and get fucked
You could be dead and no one here would care
Hey, go ahead and get fucked
Hey, go ahead and get fucked
Your every minute here has been in vain

So take your things off the shelf
You got about an hour, you're a peon with no power
So don't you tell me that I did something wrong
So take your things off the shelf
I'll be in the other room with a lighter and a spoon
Go on get get on your way

It's not fired, it's laid off
You didn't get fired, you're laid off
You could be dead and we'd all really care
It's not fired, it's laid off
You didn't get fired, you're laid off
You could be dead...

(Cutting corners! Downsized! Laid off!)
Could be dead in a box
You could be dead in a box
You could be dead and nobody would care
So go ahead and get fucked
Hey go ahead and get fucked

And you deserve exactly what we're giving you and we're giving you nothing

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?