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Hands In Pocket
Eddie Bush
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I’m so hungry for adventure and so sick of 10 to 5
.
It’s the problem with necessity does cause my brain to fry.
And the Bossman, he does pain me even in my uphill plight.
Well, you put guitar in hand and he withdraw from this fight.

Seems he prays to keep my hands in pocket.


Yes, I’m yearnin’ for the travel, and so bugged by 8 to 4.

Bossman picks up on my sickness and he pushes me some more.
Sometimes so frustrating, yes he angers me so much.
It’s his bossly masturbating – seems to be my stroke of luck.

Seems he prays to keep my hands in pocket.

Seems he wishes for my jaws to stick.
Seems he wishes I forget my God Given Talent so to wade through job related SHIT!

Gotta get up (gonna shoot that damn alarm!)

Gotta face up (to my nasty morning charm!)

Seems he prays to keep my hands in pocket.

Seems he wishes for my jaws to stick.
Seems he wishes I forget my God Given Talent so to wade through job related SHIT!

You know I’d rather be dreamin’

You know I’d rather be dreamin’

Gotta get up

Gotta face up

Seems he prays to keep my hands in pocket.

Seems he wishes for my jaws to stick.
Seems he wishes I forget my God Given Talent so to wade through job related SHIT!

You know I’d rather be dreamin’

You know I’d rather be dreamin’