the job hunt begins as we lose our skins

the job hunt begins as we lose our skins
and the food comes slow and tastey
and we get the looks from our grandmother tooks
and we're urged to be rather hastey
well we arent the type to do what we like
without feeling the burden
of modern life and all associated strife
the pains we've come to learn them
and soon with time we'll pay our fines
and we'll be in new places
the ways we play change with every day
and no longer shall we run in races
but as people do stare appearing everywhere
we find ourselves quite bored
woman collapses and pill pop mishaps
born witness as she snored
we played our way through the night's day
and the people stood by and watched
they seemed to be nice and said twice or thrice
that they liked the sound we rocked
we roam around streets when the sun light fleets
and police seem to emerge like bogeys
and paperwork served does upset our poor girl
but we'll soon have her sorted of these
the headache subsides as the memroy dies
but we still have problems in front
the ways we spend our every minutes end
will not keep her from bearing the brunt
but i try as i might to keep her eyes light
intact and less impacted
we'll if with care i can keep everywhere
a place she doesn't feel dejected
and as night turns to day and grass into hay
we find our plans growing stronger
the songs that we sing will keep us feeling spring
and we'll not be here much longer
and though she may no longer drive each day
she'll still have me to drive her
and we'll get her to jobs to pay off the knobs
and things'll be as they were
soon we'll be gone and never forlorn
in the eastern coasts of new england
and you'll soon my girl we'll take on the world
and life will be as it can.