I don't want to spend my life slinging hash
Or cleaning up after gourmet snob trash
Sure it's a decent buck
And an honest job
But working for a schmuck
Leaves me feeling like a blob
Get me out of this situation
Get me out of this obligation
Get me out of this occupation
Get me out of this paralyzation
I don't wanna sit in no goddamn fancy school
No books or tests or teachers
To make me play the fool
No high school graduation
No college education
GED, SAT, and more abbreviations
Get me out of this complication
Get me out of this degradation
Get me out of this subjugation
Get me out of this damnification
I ain't gonna be no more limo driver
Graphic artist, travel agent, nine-to-fiver
No security guard or cashier or clerk
None of this "Life Is Work"
I ain't that kind of jerk
Get me out of this dehydration
Get me out of this toxication
Get me out of this immolation
Get me out of this obliteration
Nobody's gonna back me into no dead-end career
It's the only way, they tell me
But I don't wanna hear
No doctor or lawyer
No tank or destroyer
Ain't gonna slave away for no fat-ass employer
I don't wanna be a yeshiva bochur
No dorky looking frumie
I ain't no sucker
No tzitzis or payess
No big black hat
All these trappings make me sick
I wanna be a cool cat
Get me out of this ruination
Get me out of this deprivation
Get me out of this desecration
Get me out of this degeneration
©2023 The Hesh Inc.
This came about during one of my summer jobs while I was in college ... standing around, minding the store, while the Ramones' "Animal Boy" ground about in my head. I desperately did not want to face jobs like these when I entered the actual market. And in the third verse, I was staring in horror at the idea of living in an Orthodox Jewish ghetto as an adult ... I did not want to live that life either. Musically, the song has an upbeat, syncopated beat, with some Ramonesian guitar grinding out the riff. Never recorded or performed.