Mojo Nixon Ain't Got No Boss
Ah
Hey, hey, hey
How, how, how
I ain't got no job, I ain't got no boss
I ain't got no car, I don't gather no moss
I ain't got no fear, gettin' outta here
I'm exploding, I'm on fire
I'm gonna get myself a tire iron
Hey, hey, hey
How, how, how
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No longer will I pander to your idiotic whims
No longer will I play stupid so your pea brain can feel superior
No longer will I play the child
In your Big Daddy boss theater of the retarded
Oh yeah, retarded, sucker, yeah
Don't tell me what to do
'Cause I just might turn on you
And I ain't never workin' another day in my life
I'm exploding, I'm on fire
I'm gonna get my-myself a tire iron
Oh
Hey, hey, hey
How, how, how, how, how
Yeah, keep rockin' Skid
Yeah
You know, I don't care about the paychecks
I don't care about the job security
I don't care about the goddamn health plan
Or the lousy vacation
And I don't care about the rent
You know, I'm out front sawin' up bill collectors with a chainsaw
That's right, that's right
And I'm on my lunch break, sucker, all the way to five o'clock, you hear me?
And this IS a personal phone call, that's right
And I don't, I don't, I don't care what time it is
I'm showing up when I want to, 'cause yeah
I ain't got no job, I ain't got no boss
I ain't got no car, don't gather no moss
Ain't got no fear, I'm gettin' outta here
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't got no home, ain't got no country
Got no love, I ain't got no money
Ain't got no nothin' and I'm bidin' my time, yeah
You know, I'm not gonna be slave
And I'm not gonna go to my grave
And I ain't working here anymore
I'm exploding, I'm on fire
I'm gonna fill myself with desire
Oh, I gotta go, I gotta go, gotta go go
Let my, let my people go
Let my people go
Ow
Hey, hey, hey
How, how, how, how
I ain't got no boss
I ain't got no boss
I ain't got no boss
That was a buckshot, here's this
Ahh
(You're fired!)
