(old punk song from my stillborn band
Near Dark)
looked at my watch
quarter past four
oh shit
I'm wasted for the interview
grabbed my coat
and my ball of thorns
and knew
I was wasted for the interview
wasted for the interview
wasted for the interview
it's only my job,
my home,
my food,
my life,
what the hell
wasted for the interview
too many beers,
too many tears,
it's all TOO MUCH!
so I'm wasted for the interview
what dedication to job preservation
I'm wasted for the interview again
what am i gonna do
wasted for the interview???
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