Good Work

Graduation has come and gone

Summers here and the party′s on

No scratch to spend, no ride to drive

No way to kill my summertime

The coach from the school say he'll gimme a job

If I mention his name they outta put me on

Yeah that′s good work, if yous can get it

And you best believe coach, I won't forget it

As the rich kids steal the poor kids dance

At the after party near the underpass

Then a greasy little girl at the Liberty Lanes

On break from the thirty minute oil change

Bought a can of pop, she took a sip and said

"There's an after party at the dealership,

Tonight I′d like yah to meet me later,

I′ll bring the after party favours,

And after that there's an after-after

Party-party we′ll shake the rafters,

Make the coach a marter".

Yah that's good work, if you can get it

And you best believe coach, I won′t forget it

As the rich kids sing the poor kids song

At the after party all night long

At the bar in town, the coach just sits

Waitin for the party at the dealership

The drunk ex-cheerleaders all come in

And thier outta school now, so they're inta him

The rich kids rave, the poor kids dance

They gather out near the underpass,

Near the grain elevator, where the strip mall slammed

In the school ball meeting where they just banned,

Guns and prayers and knives and gangs

And cut funding for the marching band

And the puts, and the shots, and the vaccines for keepin coaches off the cheerleaders, keepin coaches off the cheerleaders.

Stretch your hamstrings on the floor,

Yah that′s good work, if you can get it

And you best believe coach, I won't forget it

As the rich kids steal the poor kids dance

At the after party near the underpass

I walked out lookin for the coaches job

To the human resource office of

The (?)grace seven porner(?), where it was clear

That the coach didn't do me no favors there

Rang the bell on the counter, and I heard her tonen

And this rich came creepin out thru the hole

Of the plexiglass and started sayin′

"The likes of you don′t work these jobs,

Whatcha doin down here my man"?

Lookin for work, if I can get it,

If yah put me on, you won't regret it

And no one here knows

More than me would get it

As the rich kids sing the poor kids song

At the after party all night long

Yeah the rich kids steal the poor kids dance

At the after party near the underpass

Yeah the rich kids steal the poor kids song, summers here and the partys on

Graduation has come and gone

Summers here and the party′s on

No scratch to spend, no ride to drive

No way to kill this summertime