That unshakeable feeling that your job is pointless and harmful. Something much more productive and helpful could be done with your precious time. If only you had a choice...
lyrics
Evil Job
Lyrics by Stephen Glenn
I work my evil job rain or shine every day
It feeds my wife and daughters so it must mean it's ok
I would find something different, but I just can't see the way
To get there
We suck up all the oil and we make plastic plates
We make them thin and cheap to make sure they break
And all the plastic pieces we will find someday
As an island in the waves
My friends are evil, too, in their jobs at least
They're selling people worthless junk that nobody needs
And once they pay their money they just throw it in a heap
And repeat
I work my evil job rain or shine every day
It feeds my wife and daughters so it must mean it's ok
I would find something different, but I just can't see the way
To get there
I could build a home to house all the people on the street
Or farm a plot of land to give the hungry shit to eat
But I don't have the time cause my job needs me
And I need it
I work my evil job rain or shine every day
It feeds my wife and daughters so it must mean it's ok
I would find something different, but I just can't see the way
To get there
Have I tried to get there?
Have I tried to get there?
Have I tried to get there?
Have I tried to get there?
Have I really tried to get there?
Have I tried to get there?
Have I tried to get there?
Have I tried to get there?
Have I really tried to get there?
Have I tried to get there?
credits
from Slummer,
released June 21, 2022
Written by Stephen Glenn
Performed by Bleach Kings
Engineered by Scott Faris
Mixed by Alex Bhore
Mastered by Carl Saff
Recorded in 2019 at Amusement Park Recording Studio in Lubbock, TX
This Michigan-based trio trip, swirl, and echo their way through 11 songs of psychedelic, surf-tinged, garage rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 27, 2015