Lyrics:
I don't wanna do this life anymore
I'm always fucking tired, I get so bored
I feel trapped And I hate that I'm insecure
Yeah, I work my arse off but what for?
Put on the kettle and make some tea
It's all a part of feeling groovie
Put on your slippers turn on the TV
It's all a part of feeling groovie
It's time to relax, now you've worked your arse off
But the only one smilin' is the sun tanned boss
Work and work and work and work till you die
There's plenty more fish in the sea to fry
'I've some news to tell you.'
'There's no longer a position for you.'
'Sorry, Smithers Jones.'
Put on the kettle and make some tea
It's all a part of feeling groovy
Put on your slippers, turn on the TV
It's all a part of feeling groovy
It's time to relax, now you've worked your arse off
But the only one smilin' is the sun tanned boss
Work, and work, and work, and work till you die
There's plenty more fish in the sea to fry
Here's a song for all the little men, who get forgotten
Trodden time and time again
Here's a message for the little guy, don't let this situation pass you by
You're in the middle while the big mouths fight
You get it from the left and the right, ain't it crazy
So get out of your easy chairs, we've got a lot to do out there
Well ain't we
Good's gone bad but right is wrong and I don't know which side I'm on lately
Get up from the down you are in
Come out of your homes and let's see your faces
Get up out of your easy chairs, get up and show 'em that you're there
Get up it's your one salvation
Wise up to the situation
Somebody gotta get up and shout
Somebody gotta give us some clout
You're the ones to make it all work out
It all depends on you
Get up off your arses men
Don't let 'em think you're getting lazy
Get up out of your easy chairs
We gotta lot to do out there, well ain't we
Get up, get up, get up,
Get up, get up, get up
Let me get inside you, let me take control of you
We could have some good times
All this worry will get you down
I'll give you a new meaning to life, I don't think so
Sitting on the train, you're nearly there
You're a part of the production line
You're the same as him, you're like tin-sardines
Get out of the pack, before they peel you back
Arrive at the office, spot on time
The clock on the wall hasn't yet struck nine
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'The boss wants to see you alone'
'I hope it's the promotion you've been looking for'
'I hope it's the promotion you've been looking for'
'Come in Smithers, old boy'
'Take a seat, take the weight off your feet'
'I've some news to tell you'
'There's no longer a position for you'
'Sorry Smithers-Jones'
Put on the kettle and make some tea
It's all a part of feeling groovy
Put on your slippers turn on the TV
It's all a part of feeling groovy
It's time to relax, now you've worked your arse off
But the only one smilin' is the sun-tanned boss
Work and work you wanna work 'till you die
There's plenty more fish in the sea to fry
Let me get inside you, let me take control of you
We could have some good times
All this worry will get you down
I'll give you a new meaning to life, I don't think so
Sitting on the train, you're nearly there
You're a part of the production line
You're the same as him, you're like tin-sardines
Get out of the pack, before they peel you back
Arrive at the office, spot on time
The clock on the wall hasn't yet struck nine
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'The boss wants to see you alone'
'I hope it's the promotion you've been looking for'
'I hope it's the promotion you've been looking for'
'Come in Smithers, old boy'
'Take a seat, take the weight off your feet'
'I've some news to tell you'
'There's no longer a position for you'
'Sorry Smithers-Jones'
Put on the kettle and make some tea
It's all a part of feeling groovy
Put on your slippers turn on the TV
It's all a part of feeling groovy
It's time to relax, now you've worked your arse off
But the only one smilin' is the sun-tanned boss
Work and work you wanna work 'till you die
There's plenty more fish in the sea to fry
I do not
Understand
What it is
I've done wrong
Full of holes
Check for pulse
Blink your eyes
One for yes
Two for no
I have no idea what I am talking about
I'm trapped in this body and can't get out
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
You killed the sound
Removed backbone
Pale imitation
With the edges all
Sawn off
I have no idea what you are talking about
Your mouth moves only with someone's hand up your arse
Oh, oh
Has the light gone out for you?
How was your day? Sit down and have some tea."
I told her of the list I'd read and the trouble I was in,
I couldn't go back tomorrow or the gaffer'd have me skinned.
Yeah!
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine no matter what you do
Listen to me now
I said you're long lean and lanky cute as you can be
Hands off of her unless you want deal with me
Get your hands off of her, she don't belong to you
Well, you're mine all mine no matter what you do
Yeah, I got my mojo workin' I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo workin' I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Sex with me, so amazing
All this hard work, no vacation
Stay up off my Instagram, pure temptation
Hit a switch on a fake nigga, like a station
Sex with me, so amazing
Sex with me, so amazing
Vodka and water, and a lemon
And a few other things I can not mention
Oh-na-na-na-na
Five fingers on it (five fingers)
Hit it like you own it, I'ma hit it like I'm on it
Straight shots of the blue dot
(Shots, shots, shots, shots)
Baby, I'ma pick your poison
Ooh-wee, ah-yeah, you gon' need it
I'm off that la-la
I'ma get it wet like Jacuzzi
And sex with me, so amazing
All this hard work, no vacation
Stay up off my Instagram, pure temptation
Sex with me, sex with me, sex with me
So amazing, so amazing
You know I got the sauce (sauce), you know I'm saucy
And it's always wet, a bitch never ever had to use lip gloss on it
I'ma need you deeper than six, it's not a coffin
When I'm making love, tryna get nasty
Wrap up your drugs, come make me happy
Sex with me is amazing, with her it'll feel alright
The sex doesn't get any better, make it long, let it be all night
I know, I know, I make it hard to let go
Tonight, all night, I'm Monroe
Even if I'm alone
Sex with me, so amazing
All this hard work, no vacation
Stay up off my Instagram, pure temptation
Hit a switch on a fake nigga like a station
Sex with me so amazing, amazing, amazing, amazing
Sex with me, so amazing
The mongrel cat came home
Holding half a head
Proceeded to show it off
To all his new found friends
He said,
I been where I liked
I slept with who I liked
She ate me up for breakfast
She screwed me in a vice
But now
I don't know why I feel so tongue tied
I sat in the cupboard
And wrote it down in neat
They were cheering and waving
Cheering and waving
Twitching and salivating
Like with myxomatosis
But it got edited, fucked up
Strangled, beaten up
Used as a photo in Time magazine
Buried in a burning black hole in Devon
I don't know why I feel so tongue tied
Don't know why I feel so skinned alive
My thoughts are misguided and a little naive
I twitch and salivate
Like with myxomatosis
You should put me in a home or you
Should put me down
I got myxomatosis
I got myxomatosis
Yeah no one likes a smart arse
But we all like stars
That wasn't my intention
I did it for a reason
It must have got mixed up
Strangled beaten up
I got myxomatosis
I got myxomatosis
I don't know why I
Feel so tongue tied
Livin' in your big glass house with a view
I thought you knew
I had some help
It ain't like I can make this kinda mess all by myself
Don't act like you ain't help me pull that bottle off the shelf
Been deep in every weekend if you couldn't tell
They say, "Teamwork makes the dream work"
Hell, I had some help (help)
(Help)
You thought I'd take the blame for us a-crumblin'
Go 'round like you ain't guilty of somethin'
Already lost the game that you been runnin'
Guess it's catchin' up to you, huh
You think that you're so innocent
After all the shit you did
I ain't an angel, you ain't heaven-sent
Can't wash our hands of this
I had some help
It ain't like I can make this kinda mess all by myself
Don't act like you ain't help me pull that bottle off the shelf
Been deep in every weekend if you couldn't tell
They say, "Teamwork makes the dream work"
Hell, I had some help (help)
(Help)
(Help)
(Help)
It takes two to break a heart in two, ooh
Baby, you blame me and, baby, I blame you
Aw, if that ain't the truth (oh)
I had some help
It ain't like I can make this kinda mess all by myself
Don't act like you ain't help me pull that bottle off the shelf
Been deep in every weekend if you couldn't tell
They say, "Teamwork makes the dream work"
Hell, I had some help (help)
(Help)
(Help)
(Help)
Yeah, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you (don't-don't, don't-don't)
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you (don't-don't)
Well, I'm, mine, mine, mine no matter what you do
She's long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be
Hands off of her, she belongs to me
Mojo, don't belong to you
Well, she's mine all mine, no matter what you do
(Play it once, play it once)
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
But you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
(Let me tell you, now)
She's long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be
Hands off of her, she belongs to me
Hands off of her, don't belong to you
Well, she's mine all mine no matter what you do
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
(Play it Jerry, play it)
Yeah, mine all mine, no matter what you do
(Play it, now)
Well, she's long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be
Hands off of her, unless you wanna deal with me
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do, yeah
I got my mojo working
I got my mojo working
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
I said you long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be motherfucker now
You belong to me, and my mojo working, just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
(One time, baby)
Well, I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you, yeah
Well, you're mine all mine no matter what you do
Listen to me now
I said, you're long lean and lanky, cute as you can be
Hands off of her unless you wanna deal with me
Get your hands off of her, she don't belong to you, yeah
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
Yeah, I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
(Yeah, you're damn right)
(We grew up on this mediocre shit, man)
(It's that type of material that is not good or bad)
(It's just mediocre shit, you know)
My thoughts are misguided and a little naive
I twitch and I salivate like with myxomatosis
You should put me in a home or you should put me down
I got myxomatosis
I got myxomatosis
"now no one likes a smart arse but we all like stars"
That wasn't my intention, I did it for a reason
It must have got mixed up
Strangled, beaten up
I got myxomatosis
I got myxomatosis
"I don't know why
I feel so tongue-tied"
Get Off, I get off at my feet
(When I hear music, it makes me dance)
(You got the music, now is your chance)
A yee nigga couldn't try me in the tri-state
Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed 'til he hydrated
Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated
I got the money and the power both gyratin'
I feel good, get the fuck out my face
Look good, but she don't got no taste
I walk in, walked out with the safe
Mando, let me know what the play
What the fuck?
You might as well took a plea, uh
Be in the bando or would you rather move weight, Don Pablo?
Uh
Work hard, just to get half back
(Used to) work hard, just to get half back
(Now I'm) gettin' to it that way
(Straight up, straight up, straight up)
I ain't coming through unless the bag straight
(I used to) work hard just to get half back
(Used to) work hard, just to get half back
Ayo, just last week I told 'em they run done (done)
My legacy could never be undone (done)
I'm a prodigy, R.I.P Thun-Thun (Thun)
Got these bitches shook, they shocked, no stun-gun
I'm the billy, billy goat, the goat, the goat's here (here)
Vintage Hermès by Jean Paul Gaultier ('Tier)
Lagerfeld customize my gold chair (chair)
I run the point, you bitches just go cheer
Uh, look at my knockoffs, I told 'em knock it off
Anything that Nicki do, you know they knock it off
Put my crown on again, and I'ma knock it off
Anything with Nicki in it, they gon' pocket off
I mean profit off (uh), my plug drop it off (uh)
You see them copyin' my hair, tell 'em, "Chop it off"
Uh, bad gyal whip, the top is off
You nuh see him downgrade when me drop 'em off
Uh, I ain't never play the ho position
I ain't ever have to strip to get the pole position
Hoes is dissin'?
Record man play my song on the radio
You too busy tryna find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I swear too much on the regular
We gon' let them hits fly, we gon' let it go
If it ain't XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talkin' 'bout a face numbin' off a bag of blow
I'm like goddamn bitch, I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn bitch, I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate (rotate)
All my niggas blew up like a propane (propane)
All these R&B niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick, she go low mane (lo Mein, oh, oh, oh)
You know me (know me, na, na, na, na, na)
You know me (know me, know me, oh, oh, oh)
You know me (know me, know me, na, na, na, na, na)
Every time you try to forget who I am
I'll be right there to remind you again
You know me (know me, pow, pow)
You know me (know me, oh, yeah)
Said I'm just tryna swim in somethin' wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I'm mixin' up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sippin' on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, rollin' 'til my nose bleed
I'ma keep on singin' while I'm burnin' up that OG
All my niggas get it, they make money all alone
Rock a chain around they neck, makin' sure I'm gettin' home
When I travel 'round the globe, make a couple mil' a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight
Eatin' all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we'll sweat it out
Hotel bedsprings we'll wear it out
I ain't gotta tell you 'cause
You know me (oh, oh, oh)
You know me (know me, na, na, na, na, na)
You know me (know me, know me, oh, oh, oh)
You know me (know me, know me na, na, na, na, na)
Every time you try to forget who I am (try to forget who I am)
I'll be right there to remind you again (hey)
You know me (know me, pow, pow)
You know me (know me, know me)
Why don't you shake somethin', shake somethin'
For the Don, don't you break nothin', break nothin'
Baby girl, won't you work somethin', work somethin'
For the Don, don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin'
Baby girl, won't you shake somethin', shake somethin'
For the Don, don't you break nothin', break nothin' (break)
Baby girl, won't you work somethin', work somethin' (work)
For the Don, don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin'
'Cause you know me, they know me
You are a no-man, yeah, you know man
Oh, oh, oh, na, na, na, na, na
Oh, oh, oh, na, na, na, na, na
Oh, oh, oh, na, na, na, na, na
Oh, oh, oh, na, na, na, na, na
Yeah, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you (don't-don't, don't-don't)
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you (don't-don't)
Well, I'm, mine, mine, mine no matter what you do
She's long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be
Hands off of her, she belongs to me
Mojo, don't belong to you
Well, she's mine all mine, no matter what you do
(Play it once, play it once)
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
But you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
(Let me tell you, now)
She's long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be
Hands off of her, she belongs to me
Hands off of her, don't belong to you
Well, she's mine all mine no matter what you do
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
(Play it Jerry, play it)
Yeah, mine all mine, no matter what you do
(Play it, now)
Well, she's long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be
Hands off of her, unless you wanna deal with me
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do, yeah
I got my mojo working
I got my mojo working
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
I said you long lean and lanky, sweet as she can be motherfucker now
You belong to me, and my mojo working, just don't work on you
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
(One time, baby)
Well, I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you, yeah
Well, you're mine all mine no matter what you do
Listen to me now
I said, you're long lean and lanky, cute as you can be
Hands off of her unless you wanna deal with me
Get your hands off of her, she don't belong to you, yeah
Well, you're mine all mine, no matter what you do
Yeah, I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo workin'
I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you
(Yeah, you're damn right)
(We grew up on this mediocre shit, man)
(It's that type of material that is not good or bad)
(It's just mediocre shit, you know)
Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya
Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya
Look at ya, look at ya, look at ya, look at ya
Look at ya, look at ya (ladies and gentlemen)
Look at ya, look at ya (ladies, ladies and gentlemen)
And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time (so I think it's time)
For us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douche bags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
She find pictures in my email
I sent this bitch a picture of my dick
I don't know what it is with females
But I'm not too good at that shit
See, I could have me a good girl
And still be addicted to them hood rats
And I just blame everything on you
At least you know that's what I'm good at
And I always find
Yeah, I always find
Yeah, I always find somethin' wrong
You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long
I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most
So I think it's time (so I think it's time)
For us to have a toast
Let's have a toast for the douche bags
Let's have a toast for the assholes
Let's have a toast for the scumbags
Every one of them that I know
Let's have a toast for the jerk offs
That'll never take work off
Baby, I got a plan
Run away fast as you can
Run away from me, baby
Run away
Run away from me, baby
Run away
When it starts to get crazy, then run away
Babe, I got a plan, run away as fast as you can
Run away from me, baby
Run away
Run away from me, baby
Run away
When it starts to get crazy
Why can't she just run away?
Smiles
With his friends, ask for cigarettes
Smiles
Take it down.
Sparks off
Repeal gun laws in my brain
Sparks off
Give us a gun if I got one
Damn grin
Damn, grin
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up
Smile
Smiled
Would ask for a "fag" in Texas
Smiles
Desires travel
Well-fed, in welfare way
Smiles
Smiled
Smiles
Lousy celebrity makes record
Lick-spittle southerner
Waiting for next holiday by gas miser
Smile
Smiled
Positive, G.B.H.
All the mocha lattes you gotta do Pilates
You gotta pop this tape in 'fore you start back dating
Hustlers, gangstas, all us ballers
It's been a week without me
And she feel weak without me
She wanna talk it out, but
Ain't nothing to talk about
Unless she's talkin' about freaking out
Then maybe we can work it out, work it out (c'mon, c'mon)
Work it out, work it out, work it out now (c'mon, c'mon) (hi, my name is Jill)
Maybe we can work it out (c'mon, c'mon) (I just wanna say)
Thanks to Kanye's workout plan
I was able to pull a NBA player
And like now, I shop every day on Rodeo Drive
I just want to say, thank you Kanye, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
My name is Lasandra, and I just wanted to say
Since listening to Kanye's workout tape
I was able to get my phone bill paid, I got sounds and 13s
Put on my Cavalier and I was able to get a free trip to Cancun
And what's most importantly
Is that I ain't gotta fuck with Ray-Ray broke ass no mo'
Work it (mo')
Juke it (mo')
Pump it (mo')
Chi-town (mo')
Let's go (mo')
My name is Ella-May from Mobile, Alabama
And I just want to say since listening to Kanye's workout tape
I been able to date outside the family, I got a double wide
And I rode a plane, rode a plane, rode a plane, rode a plane, rode a plane
(Woo) thanks to Kanye's workout plan
I'm the envy of all my friends
See I pulled me a baller man (yeah)
And I ain't gotta work at the mall again
(Lemme break ya off wit' a piece of)
Favorite work out plan (oh, oh, oh)
I wanna see you work out
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(That's like that old Michael Jackson shit, uh) work it out
That's right put in work, move your ass, go berserk (uh, okay)
Eat your salad, no dessert
Get that man you deserve
It's Kanye's workout plan
I said it's Kanye's workout plan (ladies and gentlemen)
It's Kanye's workout plan (allow myself to introduce myself)
His workout plan (this time around, I want y'all to clap with me like this)
That's right, put in work (uh)
Move your ass, go berserk
Eat your salad, no dessert
Get that man you deserve (uh, and stop)
It's Kanye's workout plan (okay, breathe)
I said it's Kanye's workout plan (I know y'all ain't tired)
It's Kanye's workout plan (well, I hope not, 'cause on this one I need y'all)
His workout plan (to give me a soul clap, okay?
I'm fucking gone right now
I'm fucking gone right now
Listen, listen
From the morning to the evening
Complaints from the tenants
Got the walls kicking like they six months pregnant
Drinking Alizé with our cereal for breakfast
Girls calling cabs at dawn quarter to seven
Sky's getting cold, we're flying from the North
Rockin' with our city like a sold out show
House full of pros that specialize in the ho'in
Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
Order plane tickets
Cali is the mission
Visit every month like I'm split life living
Let the world listen
If a hater's caught slipping
Then my niggas stay tight
Got my back like Pippen
Fast life gripping
Yeah, we still tippin'
Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid
Fakes try to mimic
Get girls timid
But behind closed doors they get poles so rigid
All that money, the money is the motive
All that money, the money is the motive
All that money, the money she be folding
Girl put in work, girl, girl put in work
Girl put in work, girl, girl put in work
Girl put in work
Push it to the limit
Push it through the pain
I push it for the pleasure like a virgin to the game
A virgin to that money
A virgin to the fame
So this my only chance
And when I'm over only pray
That I flow from the bottom
Closer to the top
The higher that I climb
The harder I'ma drop
These pussy-ass niggas tryna hold on to their credit
So I tell them use a debit
Watch they image start to lessen
I warn them like discretion
Why these niggas testing?
It's harder when you're on top
'Cause when hard work don't pay off
And I'm tired there ain't no room in my bed
As far as I'm concerned
So wipe that dirty smile off
We won't be making up
I've cried my heart out
And now I've had enough of
No room in my bed
As far as I'm concerned
So wipe that dirty smile off
We won't be making up
I've cried my heart out
And now I've had enough of love, whoa
Yeah, enough
Whoa, whoa-oh
Whoa, dee-dow
I work all night, I work all day to pay the bills I have to pay
Ain't it sad?
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
That's too bad
In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldn't have to work at all, I'd fool around and have a ball
Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man's world
Aha
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It's a rich man's world
It's a rich man's world
A man like that is hard to find but I can't get him off my mind
Ain't it sad?
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