Текст (слова) песни: Beck - Soul Suckin Jerk

I got a job making money for the man

Throwing chicken in the bucket with the

Soda pop can

Puke green uniform on my back

I had to set it on fire in a vat of chicken fat

I leaped on the counter like a bird with no hair

Running through the mini mall in my underwear

I got lost downtown couldnt find a ride home

Sun went down I got frozen to the bone

til a hooker let me share her fake fur coat

As I took a little nap the cops picked up us both I tried to explain I was only trying to get warm

I knew I never ever should have burnt my uniform

He said too bad, better bite the bullet hard son

I didnt have no teeth so I stole his gun

And I crawled out the window with my shadow on a spoon

Dancing on the roof, shooting holes in the moon

Get busy, get busy, you know it

I aint gonna work for no soul suckin jerk

Im gonna take it all back and I aint sayin jack

I aint gonna work for no soul suckin jerk

Im gonna take it all back and I aint sayin jack

Standing right here with a beer in my hand

And my mouth is full of sand and I dont understand

Fourteen days I been sleeping in a barn

Better get a paycheck tattooed on my arm

Whistlin dixie with the dixie cup filled

With the barbecue sauce and the dental floss chill

Big fat fingers pointing into my face

Telling me to get busy cleaning up this place

I got bent like a wet cigarette

And shes coming after me with a butterfly net

Ridin on a bloodhound ringing the bell

Black cat wrapped in the road map to hell

Pencil on my leg and Im trying not to beg

Taking turns bakin worms with the bacon and eggs

Well they got me in a bird cage flappin my jaw like a pretzel in the stars just waitin to fall

So give me what I got to get so I can go

Cause I aint washin dishes in the ditch no more

And I aint gonna work for no soul suckin jerk

Im gonna take it all back and I aint sayin jack

And I aint gonna work for no soul suckin jerk

Im gonna take it all back and I aint sayin jack

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