Sunday, February 15, 2009

Why I don't want a job with a suit (and other thoughts)

There's a song by Old Man Luedecke called "I Quit My Job." The lyrics go like this:

Oh bright minds of poverty
Hold on to your hard-won liberties
And discard your store bought realities

Don’t let them take the joy that you make
On your own

Work when you need to, maybe
Don’t let ‘em bleed you, baby
They do nothing more than feed you lady

Don’t let them take the joy that you make
On your own

Don’t fuss, don’t fight it, no
Take that wrong and right it (ho?)
Can always live on rice and potatoes
Take your heart’s candle and relight it

I quit my job,
I quit my job,
I quit my job,
I’m free today

Should be proud of where I am
All my friends work their dreams with their hands
And truly this is the promised land

If you don't let 'em take the joy that you make
On your own

Don’t kill yourself about making it
Just be takin' it easy but be takin' it
There’s enough out there who are fakin' it

Don’t let them take, the joy that you make
On your own

Don't fuss don't fight it, no
Take that wrong and right it...
Can always live on rice and potatoes
Take your heart's candle and relight it

I quit my job,
I quit my job,
I quit my job,
I'm free today.

I have a new-found love for this guy. He has another one called "Proof of Love" which I highly recommend listening to for a new outlook on life. Actually, all of his stuff rocks.

And on a slightly unrelated note...what's up with everyone getting engaged and wedded and popping out babies and all that stuff? By "everyone" I mean people I've known for forever/friends my age from school. It's wonderful, really, and yay for them, but all these huge and permanent life events are sort of throwing me off. Can we all just go back and play on a swingset or in a sandbox for a minute?

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