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By: Cedric McClester My future options are in doubt With unemployment runnin’ out Don’t wanna go that outlaw route But I’m close to it - just about See I’m another sad statistic Though the President is optimistic I hope somehow that he can fix it Cos I don’t know if I can risk it If I had a job to call my own I wouldn’t feel so all alone I’d work my fingers to the bone But that pipe dream is clearly gone You could say my hand’s been forced Because my job has been out sourced I’m not the only one of course Who’s talked about this till they’re hoarse Although the numbers hardly moved The situation has improved The future’s ours to win or loose It’s no wonder I’ve turned to ***** If I had a job to call my own I wouldn’t feel so all alone I’d work my fingers to the bone But that pipe dream is clearly gone I’m havin a Palin moment Cos I feel stuck I’m close to sayin’ what the f--k So why don’t you just wish me luck Or pass the hat I need a buck If I had a job to call my own I wouldn’t feel so all alone I’d work my fingers to the bone But that pipe dream is clearly gone And though my situation seems dire The President knows how to inspire Now I just need to be hired Cos I would never call him a liar I know the man is well intended Though unemployment has not been ended I just hope it gets rescinded Or somehow Constitutionally amended If I had a job to call my own I wouldn’t feel so all alone I’d work my fingers to the bone But that pipe dream is clearly gone My future options are in doubt With unemployment runnin’ out Don’t wanna go that outlaw route But I’m close to it - just about See I’m another sad statistic Though the President is optimistic I hope somehow that he can fix it Cos I don’t know if I can risk it Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2016. All rights reserved.
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Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 9:01 PM UTC
IF I HAD A JOB
By: Cedric McClester My future options are in doubt With unemployment runnin’ out Don’t wanna go that outlaw route But I’m close to it - just about See I’m another sad statistic Though the President is optimistic I hope somehow that he can fix it Cos I don’t know if I can risk it If I had a job to call my own I wouldn’t feel so all alone I’d work my fingers to the bone But that pipe dream is clearly gone You could say my hand’s been forced Because my job has been out sourced I’m not the only one of course Who’s talked about this till they’re hoarse Although the numbers hardly moved The situation has improved The future’s ours to win or loose It’s no wonder I’ve turned to ***** If I had a job to call my own I wouldn’t feel so all alone I’d work my fingers to the bone But that pipe dream is clearly gone I’m havin a Palin moment Cos I feel stuck I’m close to sayin’ what the f--k So why don’t you just wish me luck Or pass the hat I need a buck If I had a job to call my own I wouldn’t feel so all alone I’d work my fingers to the bone But that pipe dream is clearly gone And though my situation seems dire The President knows how to inspire Now I just need to be hired Cos I would never call him a liar I know the man is well intended Though unemployment has not been ended I just hope it gets rescinded Or somehow Constitutionally amended If I had a job to call my own I wouldn’t feel so all alone I’d work my fingers to the bone But that pipe dream is clearly gone My future options are in doubt With unemployment runnin’ out Don’t wanna go that outlaw route But I’m close to it - just about See I’m another sad statistic Though the President is optimistic I hope somehow that he can fix it Cos I don’t know if I can risk it Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2016. All rights reserved.
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Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 9:01 PM UTC
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