Lookin' For A Job
Bob A. Feldman
A folk song--written during the 1970s--about job-hunting within U.S. capitalist society during an endless economic recession.
Lookin' for a job
Lookin' for a job
Lookin' for a
Lookin' for a
Lookin' for a job.
Outlandish Pete did sob
While lookin' for a job
Helpless hunting
Finding nothing
Lookin' for a job
Now I know you don't wish your boat to rock
And I know you think some just have bad luck
And I know you do not wish to use your cops
But some people seem to think they've had enough.
Exotic Edith shrieked
And refused to lick his feet
Shoplifted swiftly
Ran away deftly
Lookin' for goods to eat.
Crabby Carl curled up
And concluded times were tough
Ellison mumbled
Doestoevsky stumbled
Lookin' for a job.
Now I know you don't wish your boat to rock
And I know you think some just have bad luck
And I know you do not wish to use your cops
But some people seem to think they've had enough.
See how the jobs vanish
See how the workers curse
The pie gets smaller
The people get poorer
Lookin' for a job.
Yes, lookin' for a job
Lookin' for a job
Lookin' for a
Lookin' for a
Lookin' for a job.