I was a rebel from the day I left school, Grew my hair long and broke all the rules. I'd sit and listen to my records all day, With big ambitions of when I could play. My parents taught me what life was about, So I grew into the type they warned me about! They said my friends my were just an unruley mob. And I should... Get a haircut and get a real job.
Get a haircut and get a real job. Clean your act up and don't be a slob. Get it together like your big brother Bob. Why don't you? Get a haircut and get a real job.
I even tried that nine to five scheme. I told myself that it was all a bad dream. I found a band and some good songs to play. Now I, party all night, I sleep all day. I met this chick she was my number one fan. She took me home to meet her mommy and dad. [ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/eGq ] They took one look at me and said "OH MY GOD!" Get a haircut and get a real job!
Get a haircut and get a real job. Clean your act up and don't be a slob. Get it together like your big brother Bob. Why don't you? Get a haircut...and get a real job.
Get a real job... Why don't you get a real job? Get a real job. Why don't you get a real job?
I hit the big time with my Rock N' Roll band. The future's brighter now then I ever planned! I'm ten times richer then my big brother Bob. But...He's got a haircut and "real job!"
Get a haircut and get a real job. Clean your act up and don't be a slob. Get it together like your big brother Bob. Why don't you? Get a haircut and get a real job.
Get a real job... Why don't you get a real job? Get a real job. Why don't you get a real job?