BECK - Soul Sucking Jerk lyrics

rate me

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

Couldn't 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 didn't 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 ain't gonna work for no soul sucking jerk

I'm gonna take it all back

And I ain't saying jack

I ain't gonna work for no soul sucking jerk

I'm gonna take it all back

And I ain't saying jack

Standing right here with a beer in my hand

And my mouth is full of sand

And I don't understand

Fourteen days I been sleeping in a barn

Better get a paycheck tattooed on my arm

Whistling 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 she's coming after me

With a butterfly net

Riding on a bloodhound ringing the bell

Black cat wrapped in the road map to hell

Pencil on my leg and I'm trying not to beg

Taking turns baking worms

With the bacon and eggs

Well they got me in a birdcage

Flapping my jaw like a pretzel

In the stars just waiting to fall

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

Cause I ain't washing dishes

In the ditch no more

And I ain't gonna work

For no soul sucking jerk

I'm gonna take it all back

And I ain't saying jack

And I ain't gonna work

For no soul sucking jerk

I'm gonna take it all back