Same Old Funk and Jive

You struggle hard through the night
Working your second job taking shit from your privileged boss
Your redneck customers your fellow employees
And the security guard next door
You struggle hard through the night
Finding your way back home after being pulled over by a racist cop
Tossing laundry into the washer microwaving a burrito
Paying utility bills and giving up on sleep
And it's a wonder that you're still alive
Must be the same old funk and jive

You struggle hard through the day
Mornings of burnt toast and cold pop tarts packing school lunches
Dropping the little ones off at daycare
All before heading off to a slightly higher paying job
You struggle hard through the day
Taking shit from a slightly higher paid boss higher paid employees
And a higher paid security guard next door
And it's a wonder that you're still alive
Must be the same old funk and jive

You struggle hard with your thoughts
Of grade school bullies high school sweethearts college scholarships
Dream jobs wedding rings and a plastic blissful middle class existence
That somehow slipped through your fingers
You struggle hard with your thoughts
Of how hideous this journey how futile this quest how daunting this mountain
How weak your two legs how utterly insane it is to try to figure out everything at once
And it's a wonder that you're still alive must be the same old funk and jive

Remember what she said just before she fled
It's the same old funk and jive
You'll work until you're dead and you'll never get ahead
It's the same old funk and jive
A country that is free is gonna charge a hefty fee
Yeah that's the same old funk and jive
You wake up just to find that she's messing with your mind
It's the same old funk and jive
And it's a wonder that you're still alive
Must be the same old funk and jive

It's like you're knocking on the door with your knees upon the floor
It's the same old funk and jive
Begging for a loan while they repossess your home
It's the same old funk and jive
Prices on the rise and are just bankers in disguise
It's the same old funk and jive
Because the faster that you run the bigger someone's gun
It's the same old funk and jive
It's like climbing giant rocks with lead inside your socks
It's the same old funk and jive
Everyone you meet says you're sitting in their seat
It's the same old funk and jive
So you roll the loaded dice win a snake in paradise
It's the same old funk and jive
It slithers down your throat steals your right to vote
It's the same old funk and jive
It's the same old funk and same old funk and same old funk and jive
It's the same old funk and same old funk and same old funk and jive
It's the same old funk and same old funk and same old funk and jive