It's Labor Day Weekend After All

We got sunlight on the sand,
We got moonlight on the sea,
We got mangoes and bananas
Picked by foreign worker bees
We got cell phone apps and Ipads
And lots of online fobs
What ain't we got?
We ain't got jobs!

We get stuff from Amazon,
We get Netflix, we get po'n,
We get speeches from Obama
And advice from our dear mamas,
We get letters from Anthem Blue
That make us steam and scream and stew,
What don't we got?
We ain't got work!

We have nothin' to put on a clean white suit for
What we need is what there ain't no substitute for...

There is nothin' like a job
Nothin' in the world,
There is nothin' you can cob
That is anythin' like a job!,

We feel restless, we feel blue,
We feel lonely and in grief,
We feel ev'ry kind of feelin',
But the feelin' of relief
We feel hungry as the wolf felt
When he met Red Hiding-hood
What don't we feel?
We don't feel good!

Lots of things in life are beautiful, but brother,
There is one particular thing that is nothin' whatsoever
In any way, shape or form like any other.

There is nothin' line a job,
Nothin' in the world,
There is nothin' you can Beck
That is anythin' like a check!

Nothin' else can pay the claim,
Nothin' in the world
As the soft and wavy frame
Of a paycheck in my name!

There is absolutely nothin' like the brand of a grand.

So suppose that task and job
Are completely free from flaws,
Or as tiring as a dog,
Or as rapacious as Jaws,
It's a waste of time to worry
Over things that they have not,
We're thankful for the things they got!

There is nothin' you can Droid
That is anytin' like bein' employed!

There are no books like a job,
And nothin' pays like a job.
There are no drinks like a job,
And nothin' clinks like a job,
Nothin' acts like a job,
Or attracts like a job.
There ain't a thing that's wrong with anyone here
That can't be cured by pullin' near
A well-paid, respectable, full-time, purposeful job!