[Verse 1]
If only work didn’t suck so much, it’s just such a slug/
just getttin up, it sucks/
wakin in the mornin’ yawnin and complainin’ it’s borin’/
Every single day, goin, leavin, leavin’ and goin’/
Treated like pawn and it make you wanna groan and/
pause for moments use words like doggone it/
sing a sad song and go on and on and on/
No time to moan instead pass the mic back/
I really wish day jobs wasn’t like that/
It ain’t quite like as if we can strike back/
Like the empire did to the rebels in I-Max/
Theatres, if you get my point/
This is real life not insert your favorite fantasy of choice/
I can move hearts, just by speaking with my voice/
Make the shackled feel free and the sad rejoice/
But when it comes to work/
Man, I’m just dirt/
I’m talkin’ Entry-level sand, here is what I’m worth/
I could think of many grand ways for me to turn/
this into a positive thing, like how I had to learn/
How to get my lazy butt to do the dishes/
My dad likened them to villains that I could diminish/
Being a hero was something that took my interest/
So next thing you know, I had the sponge and I was finished/
But the funny thing about occupations/
they only go away when you takin vacations/
That’s temporary relief of frustrations/
Mondays always return with no patience/
And then, you can do it all get again/
Rinse and repeat, wash the glass of an end/
Where the work week blends off to the horizon/
Where Friday shines at you and Saturday is just smilin’/


[Hook]
But if only……
Work didn’t suck


[Verse 2]
If only work, didn’t suck/
We could drive a truck, have fun and run amuck/
Well, maybe that’s too much, but just by a touch/
A job shouldn’t have to feel like it is a crutch/
We rely on it so that we can function/
Yet we’re obstructed by our lack of freedom from it/
So, for me, I’d like to change it/
I’ma data center tech, but with some imagination/
I’m the guardian of a space station/
Near the planet Palma, I protect the ancients/
Knowledge and data, from evil trying to take it/
Dispatching heroes to the planets to save them/
......I thought of this at work and it was dope/
Then my boss called me and the immersion was just choked/
Will I try again? Maybe? Nope./
I remember school like--dude, it was a joke/
So much of us, wanted to grow up/
I was the only one at graduation feelin’ like throw up/
Now, I don’t feel tow up, but still bills will show up/
every single week, like yo what—/
Is the flippin’ deal/
and doesn’t it occur to you that it’s a sin steal/
Yet you show up in my wallet like a thief foreal/
I demand an explanation and a meal/
But let me guess, that cost money/
and money has to come from a place that’s not funny/
We call it work, so we work til it hurts/
sometimes we get a meal but were treated like jerks/
But with no explanation/
I guess I didn’t make enough to make the payment/
.....Remember? I wanted a meal and explanation/
but I couldn’t make the payment/


[Hook]
If Only--
Work Didn't suck