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Paroles de FIRST DAY OUT THE DUST

Interprète Kyle Landon

Paroles de la chanson FIRST DAY OUT THE DUST par Kyle Landon lyrics officiel

FIRST DAY OUT THE DUST est une chanson en Anglais

Yeah man, my fingernails ain't gonna be black no more. First day out the dust. It's crazy, I'm not even super happy about it or nothing, I knew it was gonna happen. I visualized it. I expected more yelling and racism though, it was calm and quick. I am now officially unemployed. Waiting on that unused PTO check. Hope they pay the next guy more. Time to go full time on this, let's get this music money

Trash man, trash man,
It was nothing but trash
Literally, garbage, waste, recycling, endless trash
My job title was shipping, why you on me 'bout all that trash

Why you email me at 8 PM with pictures of dumpsters
Monday night, I'm with my girl, and you're sending pictures of dumpsters
Your nights are more confusing than adult swim bumpers
I always knew I'd quit before the summer

It's February 26, and I just got back home
I was 4 minutes late and the owner wanted to send me home
Said he knows I hate the job but it's his life
I should take a couple of days, I cut him off and said that's quite alright

Shook your hand and used sanitizer as soon as I hopped in the car
I hope you licked your hand 'cause you had just shook hands with a star
I said thanks for your time 'cause nothing is worth more
I'll never get mine back but at least I'm back home from the war

You're happy to have me gone, I'm happy that I'm gone, alright
I had a mindset just drowning in spite
I skipped some lunches tryin' to get you fined
But the time's automatically taken off so I couldn't go to OSHA crying

I couldn't help but smile as he tried to talk down to me
He always hated how I smiled when he tried to talk down to me
Sorry, man, I don't even make a livable wage
You want me to care? Best start acting your age

Typos, typos, grown men just can't stop with all the typos
How you own a business but you won't stop making typos
Okay, okay, I'm coming off as spiteful
Your business is C-minus tier at best, quick! Spell delightful

You really can't send two PDFs inside of one email?
How'd you get this warehouse off the ground, it just seems destined to fail
My boss yelled and slammed his hands like a man in a cartoon
All your employees avoid you when you're in the room

Jackhammer indoors all day, I'm lucky I can still hear
I got yelled at for wearing in ears to protect my ears
I shoulda quit right there and then but I'm grateful now
Letting another second of my life waste, I cannot allow

I kept getting signs that that place would be the end of my days
My tire exploded on the way, drove 2 miles anyways
One day it was storming bad, my wiper broke off, scratched my windshield
I had to drive with my head out the side, how you think that feels

I ruined three pairs of jeans in two weeks
Got paint on my new hundred dollar work boots, man, that mess was weak
I had a notebook with new ideas and lyrics
Yeah, guess what, ruined, was great stuff and now we'll never hear it

I put Minecraft on the work laptop, it ran okay
I was so swamped all the time I could never play
I put FL on it too, but I uninstalled it
I realized I'd quit soon and ain't want my license on it

I don't ever wanna be in a warehouse again
Don't care if it's full of my own merch, or Costco with my girlfriend
Shoutout to my old coworkers, you all were super cool
You deserve better than to get robbed by those old fools

I hope they pay the next guy more
I hope they pay the next guy more
I hope they pay the next guy more
I hope they pay the next guy more

The leaf blower was kinda fun
Driving a forklift in the breeze was kinda fun
Minesweeper was super fun
Constant anxiety was zero fun

Some gorgeous views, I cannot lie
But they ain't make me not want to die
I used to think this room was a prison
But now I know that I can think anything, now I got a new mission

Can't remember any dreams anymore
Since I started don't got dreams anymore
Now I'm gone, hope I start dreaming some more
Now I'm gone, hope I start dreaming some more

Trash man, trash man,
We made nothing but trash
My supervisor got excited talking 'bout all that trash
Literally, garbage, waste, recycling, endless trash
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Auteur: Kyle Weathersby
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