He Gots No Job Letra

Do you feel free?
Do you make enough money?
You can slam yourself
Into that hard glass ceiling
Repeatedly
Do you wanna shave your head,
Make a shirt from the hair,
Put it into a decorative box,
And give it to your boss or your boyfriend?
Do you want more?
Did someone call you a slave or a whore today?
Because we live in a time when you can be both
All in the same afternoon
Has he got no job?
Did you ever work to support that slob?
Would it be better to be all alone?
So how does it feel to push like mad to get ahead
And still be somebody's bitch at the end of the day?
How does it feel?
I'll never know