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Written by Josh Millard
Year: 2003
Every day I say I hate my job
And every day I do my job
I get up at five a.m and sigh
And start the day and wonder why

Sometimes when I think back
On the things I've done
I think I haven't
Done so many things
Worth thinking back upon

Every night I look back on my day
And wonder how it got away
And every morning something in my gut
Reminds me that I'm in a rut

Everything I hate about my life
I'd like to cut out with a knife
But every year I'm closer to my death
And so I try to save my breath

Job Song

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