Sell Out

Well, I know you can't work in fast food all your life But don't sign that paper tonight She said, "But it's too late" And I don't remember what I read I don't remember what they said I guess it doesn't matter Guess it doesn't matter anymore 'Cause you're gonna go to the record store You're gonna give 'em all your money Radio plays what they want you to hear They tell me it's cool, I just don't believe it Sell out with me, oh yeah Sell out with me tonight The record company's gonna give me lots of money And everything's gonna be alright No more flippin' burgers Puttin' on my silly hat You know I don't want that no more And I didn't ask when we get paid Quit my day job anyway I guess it doesn't matter Guess it doesn't matter anymore 'Cause you're gonna go to the record store You're gonna give 'em all your money Radio plays what they want you to hear Tell me it's cool, I just don't believe it Sell out with me, oh yeah Sell out with me tonight The record company's gonna give me lots of money And everything's gonna be And I don't think it'll be so bad And I know it won't be so bad 'Cause the man said that's the way it is And the man said, "It don't get better than this" No, no, no So I signed on to the record company They said they're gonna gimme lots of money If I play what they want you to hear Tell me it's cool and I sure believe it Sell out with me, oh, yeah Sell out with me tonight The record company's gonna give me lots of money And everything's gonna be alright Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah The record company Is gonna make everything alright "Baby, don't you sign that paper tonight," she said But I can't work in fast food all my life