From the recording SUMMER JOBS
We've all had them... We all hated 'em!
Summer Jobs!
Written, Produced, 'n Recorded by Joe Normal:
Lead + Bkg Vocals, Guitars, Organ, Bass, Drums, Percussion.
SUMMER JOBS (©Joe Normal)
First thing and I’m outta that door,
I’m heading uptown to the liquor store.
I grab a hard pack of my favorite cigs,
And take my first drag, then a couple of swigs.
It’s my first day at my new summer job,
I stumble in late, looking like a slob.
I get my first assignment at the City Yard,
Picking up the trash never looked so hard.
But it’s my first day at my new summer job.
Yeah, it’s my first day at my new summer job.
Sweating bricks in the heat of the sun,
Even summer school woulda been much more fun.
But, here I am at the top of a dump,
Unloading garbage from the back of a truck.
It’s only Monday and I’m already beat,
I’d rather be out hustlin’ with the boys on the street.
Just two more hours ‘til my next coffee break,
‘Gotta keep on lifting, and sweeping, and work ‘til it aches.
Cos it’s my first day at my new summer job.
And it’s only my first day at my new summer job.
C’mon, Sweep it…
I try my best to look busy, but my mind’s far away,
When the boss sees me daydreaming, and he shouts in my face,
“Hey, Mr. Normal! Look alive you lazy Rock ‘n Roll hack!
Man, ya gotta move harder, C’mon! Pick up the slack!”
This working life just ain’t the answer for me,
I ain’t ever gonna let anyone tell ME how to be!
Soon as we return to the yard with the truck,
I tell the Boss, and the Foreman, and the laymen, “Good Luck.”
Cos it’s my last day at my new summer job.
Yeah, it’s my last day at my new summer job.
Oh, good-bye!
Summer days, summer jobs, summer days.
Summer days, summer jobs, summer days.
Summer days, summer jobs, summer days.
Summer days, summer jobs, summer days.
Summer days at my summer job,
Summer days at my new summer job.
Summer days at my summer job,
Summer days at my new summer job.