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 where I could play
My parents taught me what life was about So I grew up the type they warned me about They said my friends were just a unruly mob And I should, get a haircut and get a real job
CHORUS Get a haircut and get a real job Clean your act up and dont be a slob Get it together like your big brother Bob Why dont you, get a haircut and get a real job
I even tried that nine to five scene I told myself that it was all a bad dream I found a band with some good songs to play Now I party all night and sleep all day
I met this chick, she was my number one fan She took me home to meet her mommy and dad They took one look at me and said, "Oh my god! Get a haircut and get a real job!"
CHORUS
(Get a real job, why dont you get a real job, get a real job, why dont you get a real job)
I hit the bigtime with my rock and roll band The future's brighter now then I ever planned I'm ten times richer then my big brother Bob He's got a haricut and got a real job
CHORUS
(Get a real job, why dont you get a real job, get a real job, why dont you get a real job)