I Got All the Fucking Work I Need
Written by Robert Boddington
An expansion of an iconic chant of the Work Song by Dan Reeder.
LYRICS
CHORUS
I got all the fucking work I need
I got all the fucking work I need
I got all the fucking work I need
I got all the fucking work I need
They say you gotta hustle, say you gotta grind
Say you've gotta monetise your peace of mind
But your peace of mind should be devoid of greed
That's why I got all the fucking work I need
CHORUS
The podcaster preaches, the rich man ries
That I've got to work to the bone until I die
To make me rich I gotta work to the floor
But if I'm living to work then what's the money for?
CHORUS
The billionaire says it's all down to sill
He got to where he is with power of will
But the will that got him his piles of gold
Is the will of his parents when they got too old
CHORUS
I don't need a billion, I don't need a crown
I don't need to be the biggest tiny dick in town
I don't need to buy Venice to show off my greed
Cause I got all the fucking work I need
CHORUS
Research says that the work that we do today
70% of it can be thrown away
We're told we have to work to earn the right to be free
But we've got all the fucking work we need
CHORUS x 2
