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​Dogs With Jobs

This song is by Dogs With Jobs and appears on the album Shock (1990).

When you wake up you don't wanna go
Your head's like lead on your pillow
But you get up and do it anyway
On the ride to work you sit and skulk
Your tail between your legs you sulk
Dogs like sheep in cattlecars, what a race!

You're dogs, you're dogs with jobs
You're dogs, sit up boy, now beg
You're dogs, you're dogs with jobs
You're dogs

If you do your tricks just right
You could earn a bone to bite
Then maybe you'll maybe get a raise
Stop your barking, do your bit
Or with the papers you'll be hit
Bad dogs never get to go outside
Bad dog!

You're dogs, you're dogs with jobs
You're dogs, fetch the stick, here Fido
You're dogs, you're dogs with jobs
You're dogs

Oh, no!
Did he go on the carpet again???

You're dogs, you're dogs with jobs
You're dogs, here boy, wanna go outside?
You're dogs, you're dogs with jobs
You're dogs

Yeah, don't do anything to get you fired
Like chasing pussy or biting tires
Whatever you do, don't hump my leg no more!
Just do your gig and wag your tail
And buy your bones when they're on sale
Yeah, you can be just like the other dogs!

You're dogs, you're dogs with jobs
You're dogs, all right who knocked
Over the drill press?

You're dogs, you're dogs with jobs
You're dogs, come here bad dog, bad dog

You're dogs, you're dogs with jobs
You're dogs, come here you, come here

You're dogs, you're dogs with jobs
You're dogs, you go right to your bed, right now