Family Force 5 - Paycheck Lyrics
I'm broke, broke as a jokeThinking 'bout moving back in with my folksWalked away from my house noteWatched my bank account go up in smokeIn a mess with the IRS, Still watching my movies on the VHSGod bless AmericaI'm a gangsta thanks to yaI shoulda been a baller, shot-callerBut I'm just blue collarI got my job in GeorgiaTryin' to get a piece of that peach cobblerChasing down that paperNeed a money-makerI spent my life lookin' for a discountNow I thank God for the handoutI can't afford to live this wayI barely live off what I makeRunning round for moneyBegging on my kneesLiving paycheck to paycheck to paycheck to paycheck3 sweaters, a coat, can't keep my heat onI got nothing eat onNever heard of vacationI think they give those away on the radio stationWork my fingers to the boneNo days off and I ain't comin homeI got a piece a paper in the mail todaySaid I still got a balance that I got to payI shoulda been a baller, shot-callerBut I'm just blue collarI got my job in GeorgiaTryin' to get a piece of that peach cobblerChasing down that paperNeed a money-makerI spent my life lookin' for a discountNow I thank God for the handoutWe'll be okDon't you worry babyWe go'n get paid You can bet your bottom dollar on itDon't be afraid'Cause I'll make it rainIt's our lucky day'Cause I found some changeI got a paycheck
