A Song For #OccupyWallStreet

Of course, I’ve got my own set of lyrics for this tune…

I hear there’s a protest
“Occupy Wall Street”
They’ve been there for several days
They’re loud and obnoxious
And they smell like feet
And they whine to get their way

They sit on their ass
And tweet their childish views
To get their college tuition paid
They don’t read the news
Just blame it all on the Jews
Well my friends, we gotta say:

I won’t pay, I won’t pay ya, no way
Na-na, why don’t you get a job?
Smoke and play, rage all day, no way
Na-na, why don’t you get a job?

You haven’t got money
Well then, could you explain
How you keep your iPhone bill paid?
If you want more money
It don’t take a big brain
To find out how that money is made

I won’t pay, I won’t pay ya, no way
Na-na, why don’t you get a job?
Smoke and play, rage all day, no way
Na-na, why don’t you get a job?

Well it must be real easy letting us do the work, oh yeah
Ride on my back and tell me that I’m the jerk, every day

You left your mom’s basement
To sleep on the concrete
To take the stuff that I work hard for
You chant your dumb slogans
To a Marxist beat
Well my friend
I say, “No more!”

I won’t pay, I won’t pay ya, no way
Na-na, why don’t you get a job?
Smoke and play, rage all day, no way
Na-na, why don’t you get a job?

I won’t give ya no money, I always pay
Na-na, why don’t you get a job?
Smoke and play, rage all day, no way
Na-na, why don’t you get a job?

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One Response to “A Song For #OccupyWallStreet”

  1. RoboMonkey Says:

    I have no idea why the official video for this song on YouTube will no longer play in the USA.

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