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Thundamentals - Quit Your Job (Official) - So We Can Remember
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thundamentals
Thundamentals
Performer
Jesse Ferris
Jesse Ferris
Vocals
Tuka
Tuka
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morgan Jones
Morgan Jones
Composer
Jesse Ferris
Jesse Ferris
Composer
Brendan Tickerman
Brendan Tickerman
Composer
Kevin Kerr
Kevin Kerr
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Morgs
DJ Morgs
Producer
Poncho
Poncho
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
My B.O double S ain't
Nothing but a S.O.B
He ain't nothing but a S.O.B
Fuck a J.O.B
Till I'm R.I.P
Hey yo
[Verse 2]
You make me want to quit my job but I can't
So instead I wrote this song about you
So when you hear it I hope you understand
The whole world now knows you're a fool
[Verse 3]
You gotta go, I gotta go
Go, go, still you gotta go
You gotta go, I gotta go
Go, go, still you gotta go
You gotta go, I gotta go
Go, go, still you gotta go
You gotta go, I gotta go
Go, go, still you gotta go
[Verse 4]
Yo, I couldn't give a toss about my shitty job
Wrote a letter to my boss "Man you really are a slob"
Definition of a dog, wishing I was gone
Kicking back with a six-pack, sitting on the lawn
But I'm not, 'stead I'm here feeling overtired
'Cause I don't get no shine for my overtime
I got no desire to be busting for the loop
You're lucky I don't hustle for industrial dispute
For now I'm in the backroom, puffing on a doob
While you're bludging in your office, scuffing muffins by computes
Thinking who the fuck are you, to tell me what to do
I want to say it to your face but I'm afraid I'll get the boot
You're annoying as they come and I don't give a fuck
If the toilet needs a scrub, I ain't employee of the month
Sucker, fuck a job, I might throw in the towel
Middle finger to my boss until he's throwing me out
[Verse 5]
You make me want to quit my job, but I can't
So instead I wrote this song about you
(Go go)
So when you hear it I hope you understand
The whole world now knows you're a fool
[Verse 6]
Go go
You gotta go, I gotta go
Go, go, still you gotta go
You gotta go, I gotta go
Go, go, still you gotta go
[Verse 7]
My B.O double S ain't
Nothing but a S.O.B
He ain't nothing but a S.O.B
Fuck a J.O.B
Till I'm R.I.P
Hey yo
[Verse 8]
Picture me as a little pipsqueak
With a one-way ticket to Sydney
Equipped with a CV
Pristine, super fly, with a suit and tie
Tryna be a big shot
Score a slick job, in the big smoke
Gets locked in to a shit box office
Making money for the rich folk
Feeling pretty ripped off
Was only ever meant to be a pit-stop
Now spend my days with you
Hey yo, I ain't no saint myself
You sir have got a long ways to go
Go to hell, make that place your home to dwell
By the way you smell like
Ashtrays and Listerine
You act strange like Mr. Bean
And you probably gonna miss the point
It's a damn shame
You're the reason I diss this joint
[Verse 9]
You make me want to quit my job, but I can't
So instead I wrote this song about you
So when you hear it I hope you understand
The whole world now knows you're a fool
[Verse 10]
You gotta go, I gotta go
Go, go, still you gotta go
You gotta go, I gotta go
Go, go, still you gotta go
[Verse 11]
Fuck a J.O.B, till I'm R.I.P
Hey yo
(You gotta go, I gotta go)
(Go, go, still you gotta go)
(You gotta go, I gotta go)
(Go, go, still you gotta go)
Fuck a J.O.B, till I'm R.I.P
Hey yo
(Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go)
Written by: Brendan Tickerman, Jesse Ferris, Kevin Kerr, Morgan Jones
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