Текст The Expendables – Minimum Wage

I don’t wanna go to work
I just wanna lie here in bed all day
Working for minimum wage ain’t to good of pay
Nowhere I’d rather be

I go on through my days
Ooh, like a man in a drunken haze
Life will find a way no matter what they say

I tossed and turned all night
Ooh, and sat in my bed
I try to make it rite
But I forget about it instead

The boss says come in here
But I pretend that I’m asleep
My life is falling falling
I’m in trouble deep

Maybe I’ll talk to god
But will he talk to me
And I’m trying to be strong now
But I’m so damn weak