Pumpin' 4 the Man

[Verse 1] It's a nine mile walk from the office to the pumps Sometimes, you think you're gonna drop In the end, you're filthy dirty, horny, and pissed off And before you can leave, you gotta sweep the fuckin' shop It's a real, real bitch to be workin' for the man But, shit, I do it well, so what the fuck? I could probably wash dishes at some other fuckin' dump But it's all the same to me, bustin' ass to make a buck [Chorus] So read 'em up and stick 'em, pump that fucker good Some woman down on Main Street needs a jump Get your fingers out your ass and pump some faggot's gas And think about how bad New Hope sucks [Verse 2] Well, it's a piss poor life when the ladies fire you up And then you check their oil and know you're fucked Cause no one wants some loser who works for five an hour Smells like gas, looks like shit, works in the rain, and rude as hell Well, I can fix a tire like a hurricane, Melinda I know that I'm the best, for what it's worth So if I choose to help ya, don't look like you expect it Cause it's a gift that God gave me at birth [Chorus] [Solo] [Chorus]