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    I’m just a guy with a rushed out attitude,
    I’ve got no belief and I got no gratitude.
    Don’t wanna talk to my co-workers
    I think they’re a bunch of dumb crowd junkers.

    Know that she loved me
    If I was joking will it be funny
    If I’ve been locked down will they feed me?
    If I’m on TV will you see me?

    I got a job, I got a job, I got a job
    But it don’t pay shit.
    I got a job, I got a job, I got a job
    And I’m sick of it.

    The other crowd has got no balls,
    The money crowd stood at the walls,
    The fashion crowd stares back at them
    I only care about who I am.

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    Know that she loved me
    If I was joking will it be funny
    If I’ve been locked down will they feed me?
    If I’m on TV will you see me?

    I got a job, I got a job, I got a job
    But it don’t pay shit.
    I got a job, I got a job, I got a job
    And I’m sick of it.

    I’m just a guy with a rushed out attitude,
    I’ve got no belief and I got no gratitude.
    I see a while I don’t want to steal it
    I see a chick I don’t wanna feel alone

    Know that she loved me
    If I was joking will it be funny
    If I’ve been locked down will they feed me?
    If I’m on TV will you see me?

    (Chorus)
    I got a job, I got a job, I got a job
    But it don’t pay shit.
    I got a job, I got a job, I got a job
    And I’m sick of it.

    I got a job, I got a job, I got a job
    But it don’t pay shit.
    I got a job, I got a job, I got a job
    And I’m sick of it.

    I got a job, I got a job, I got a job.
    I got a job, I got a job, I got a job.
    I got a job, I got a job, I got a job.
    I got a job, I got a job, I got a job.

    Song details

    Composition: Iggy Pop and James Williamson

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