freakishly unemployable Lyrics

Wait on me

Before you leave

I have to lace up my platform boots

And put on my makeup

Can't bear to be seen the way that I wake up

Freakishly unemployable

A generation lost to mind control

But god I'm oh so sociable

Freakishly unemployable

I'm smart but unprofessional

I flex these threads on principle

You're out!

Writing cantatas and symphonies

Just cause you feel like you gotta

No clout!

No going back no regrets it's just

Work 'til you foam at the mouth

No sweat!

Take what you want from this world

'Cause it costs tooth and bone just to live it

Make bets!

It's your world you do what you want

And the rest of them just have to live with it

A sodomite

Is all he sees

Well hell I can't repent

I left my bible back at Bookman's

And made a couple cents

I'm sorry I'm not giving Joe Goldberg

I'm sorry I'm not giving Jim Halpert

The way that these idols mock and harass me

Tells me I won't grow up to be happy

I know that things are getting better

The binary grip is lesser and lesser

But if I ate at Cracker Barrel

With makeup on would I feel safe

I highly doubt it and

If I could go my whole life without it

I think I would

And now that we're grown up, my generation

Must deal with the shit show old people gave us

You're out!

Writing cantatas and symphonies

Just cause you feel like you gotta

No clout!

No going back no regrets it's just

Work 'til you foam at the mouth

No sweat!

Take what you want from this world

'Cause it costs tooth and bone just to live it

Make bets!

It's your world you do what you want

And the rest of them just have to live with it

It's a cakewalk pissing off half-cocked broads

Squawking like they're topping this shop talk

It's my lips on your ear and my voice in your head

Don't mix it with your ego instead

It's a cakewalk pissing off half-cocked broads

Squawking like they're topping this shop talk

It's my lips on your ear and my voice in your head

Don't mix it with your ego instead!

Freakishly unemployable

A generation lost to mind control

But god I'm oh so sociable

Freakishly unemployable

I'm smart but unprofessional

I flex these threads on principle

You're out!

Writing cantatas and symphonies

Just cause you feel like you gotta

No clout!

No going back no regrets it's just

Work 'til you foam at the mouth

No sweat!

Take what you want from this world

'Cause it costs tooth and bone just to live it

Make bets!

It's your world you do what you want

And the rest of them just have to live with it