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BUS FARE

I'm flat fucking broke
No fucking joke, bloke
I've got an unpaid tab at the liquor store
and they don't want me around anymore
I've sold all that I had without any shame
and now Josh from the pawn shop knows me by name
I can't sell my playstation with only one game
Out of date fate comes with unwanted fame
No one else but me to blame
Each day is different, yet strangely the same
        "You need to pay your fucking rent!"
---    "Don't ever fucking yell at me!!!"
        "Get a job!  All you do is vent!"
---    "I'll febreeze a shirt and go down and see"
        " A month late and your looking to sleep in a ditch"
---    "I'll get your fucking money, bitch....."
All she does is shriek and stare
Fuck you landlady, I don't fucking care
I'm going down the street to the job fair
and fuck you, lady, I don't care....
You know I'm going to be there......
    I shaved and dressed up and cut my hair
    and made my way up to the job fair
There were a few there before me who I knew
before I was given a personal interview
worn out and tired from what had transpired
I knew that I was instantly hired................
But I'm afraid that I'd be missing the third shift pissing
with unpampered asses without proper ass kissing
Yeah, I got the job, but what do you care?
I still don't have the bus fare to fucking get there.............    

Written by archetype23
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