Wicked Job

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D   w/ bass above
Well I hit rock bottom so I took a job
It was little detour from the will of God
I walked away from my vision and I buried my dream
Beneath the murky bottom of a stagnant stream
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Workin' the day shift at the Ann & Hope
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In a poor man's Wal-mart on a dead-end road

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Life's a wicked job but someone's gotta do it
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When it get's rock hard you gotta chisel through it
D   w/ bass above     
So dream big dreams, keep 'em in your heart
Till they burst their seams like the will of God

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D   w/ bass above
I was stacking toasters on a conveyer belt
And the girls downstairs put 'em on the shelf
Microwave ovens and electric brooms
I may as well have been in a padded room
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Now did I need the money, I don't know
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But you can hate yourself when you sell your soul

                G                       D
Life's a wicked job but someone's gotta do it
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When it get's rock hard you gotta chisel through it
D   w/ bass above     
So dream big dreams, keep 'em in your heart
Till they burst their seams like the will of God

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D   w/ bass above
Now I didn't fit in 'cause I just didn't care
About electric toasters and Revereware
I'd hide in a corner where I could hear them shout
And I'd write some lyrics about getting' out
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'Cause all I ever wanted was to play guitar
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Maybe see the world from a rising star

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Life's a wicked job but someone's gotta do it
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When it get's rock hard you gotta chisel through it
D   w/ bass above     
So dream big dreams, keep 'em in your heart
Till they burst their seams like the will of God

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D   w/ bass above
One day they let me go so I moved down South
Where I could make my music, me and my big mouth
And when I'm in my kitchen I remember well
Those days of slumber near the gates of Hell
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'Cause I've got a toaster, a blender too
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And they all remind me of what a fool would do

                G                       D
Life's a wicked job but someone's gotta do it
                   A                     D
When it get's rock hard you gotta chisel through it
D   w/ bass above     
So dream big dreams, keep 'em in your heart
Till they burst their seams like the will of God
Ah, dream big dreams, keep 'em in your heart
Till they burst their seams like the will of God
Dream big dreams

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