Wally Pleasant - Stupid Day Job, аккорды

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[Intro]
G D Em C  (x2)


[Verse 1]
       G                              D 
Well i wake up in the morning and i crawl outta bed
       Em                 C 
and i feel just like the living dead
     G              D                Em        C 
its time to start another day and as usual im running late
       G                           D 
so my mind starts going a hundred miles an hour
Em                             C 
dont even have time enough to take a shower
       G                               D
when i get in my car it feels like im barely alive
Em                C 
ten minutes later i arrive


[Chorus]
              G       D
At my stupid day job
       Em   C 
stupid day job
    G                          D
my stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid 
Em                          C              
stupid stupid stupid stupid day job


[Verse 2]
       G                                   D 
Well i drink three cups of coffee for that extra kick
       Em                             C 
but i still feel crappy i should have called in sick
    G                        D 
my boss says im late for a meeting at ten
Em                         C 
looks like i'll be written up again
            G               D 
oh well its just another day another dollar
        Em                         C 
another nail in the coffin another reason to feel smaller
G                              D  
sometimes i just wish i could drive off far away
       Em                                   C 
but my lack of financial security means ill have to stay


[Chorus]
              G       D
At my stupid day job
       Em   C 
stupid day job
    G                          D
my stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid 
Em                          C              
stupid stupid stupid stupid day job


[Verse 3]

G                     D                      Em                        C                         G
Now i think its time everyone with a stupid day job unite against the forces that try to control us
   D                Em                      C
yes every papercut riddin file clerk every greasy smelling burger flipper
G                     D                    Em      C
every short changing cashier it's time to unite
      G                       D
i'll start a stupid day jobs union
                  Em                  C
and we can go on strike outside every retail establishment 
     G                      D        Em                C
and fast food hell hole in the world fight the power
         G                        
and our platform will stand for dignity
D                 Em                   C
higher wages and no more polyester uniforms
    G                                D
and i could be the spokesman for the under employed
Em                          C
i'd be like the Jimmy Hoffa of the janitors
        G                 D
or the Ghandi of the gas station attendents
Em                               C                         G
but some people won't agree with my ideas so they'll kill me
                       D                    Em
and then i could be a martyr for the stupid day jobs movement
C                      G           D  Em  C
yeah that'd be pretty cool i think
                      G                               D                       Em          C
now i wrote all that stuff about the stupid day jobs union while i was on my lunch break
      G                                       D               Em
but i couldn't write anymore 'cause i had to get back to work 
               C                        G                  D                          Em
so let's just pretend that i ended that part of the story with lyrics that were so inspiring
            C                     G       D   Em   C
that they changed all your lives forever
G                       D     Em  C         
are you done pretending    ok  


[Interlude]
G                  D                               Em                         C
Now its after lunch and im making copies while im day dreaming about my vacation
   G                          D            Em      C
i see myself lounging on the beach in an exotic location
             G                       D
suddenly my tie gets caught in the copy machine
              Em               C
right in the middle of duplication
          G                           D
and as i lie there chocking to death
                         Em                     C
all i can think about is workmans compensation
                 G                   D           Em                  C
but the the office manager comes by cuts my tie saving me from suffocation
    G                                   D                      Em                C
he looks at me like im a jerk and says get back to work and i feel so much frustration


[Chorus]
              G       D
At my stupid day job
       Em   C 
stupid day job
    G                          D
my stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid 
Em                          C              
stupid stupid stupid stupid day job


[Verse 4]
        G                            D
Well im working for my family and im working for God
    Em                               C
im working so people won't say im a lazy slob
   G                           D
im working to put food on the table and
    Em                                         C
im working so that i can say i looked up that union label
     G                              D
im working so that i can buy stuff that i don't need and
   Em                                    C
im working because nobody will pay me to watch tv
G               D                     Em                     C
now basically i feel so traumatized about my stupid day job 
                                    G                D              Em   C
that i'm going to start trying to start singing like Morrissey now


[Outro]
        G             D               Em            C     G   D
Stupid day job stupid day job stupid day job stupid day 
            Em       C
job stupid day job
G
 Sucks to be a tortured artist
    

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