@danelee1234

8 years ago

"Moral Of The Story" [Intro] (And the moral of the story is) [x2] Work! 'Till your arms fall off 'Till your abs get hard And your bone's all soft (And the moral of the story is) Just work! 'Till your hands go numb And they cramp and the fans In the stands go home [Verse 1:] I write 'till my fingers look like a bouquet of roses You got to bring yourself your flowers now in show biz' Focus it's quiet coyote Come on let's go, kids Everybody get together with a study buddy And I'll talk about the fuck that I don't give Because it's so big And explosive But a lot of people don't live They don't ever get a motive If you got a goal you got to hold onto what hope is If I didn't have it I would ask you where the rope is Work is my church and so the studio's the closest I spit it sick until my cootie flow's the grossest Don't be so pissed Just be focused On your own shit Cause we super-cali-fornia-listic sexy and we knows it You're not my business Go for number one, not a top 5 finish You could have a chicken pot pie But I'm thinking that I'm gonna have another can of Popeye spinach I'm a rottweiler Pop my collar when I pop my fur You're on my nerves, but mark my words, Got to put a leg up and I'll mark my turf [Hook] Work! [x8] (And the moral of the story is) Work! [x8] (And the moral of the story is) Work! 'Till your arms fall off 'Till your abs get hard And your bone's all soft (And the moral of the story is) Just work! 'Till your hands go numb And they cramp and the fans In the stands go home (And the moral of the story is) [Verse 2:] Work until I'm black and yellow Black and yellow, worker bee I'll just work until I'm black and blue and burgundy Burgundy Work until I earn that rich mahogany Honestly Can't you tell I'm working bitch don't bother me Show some modesty If you're watching me 'Bitch' is anybody in my way, its not misogyny But if you're blocking me, I will soon defeat you I will build a bridge above you or I'll tunnel underneath you I will eat you and excrete you And I'll feed you to the flowers If I need to I'll go through you and absorb your fucking powers I put in hour after hour Let's be crystal clear I'm gonna get there if it takes a day or fifty years I'll finger-bang my fears I'll fucking punch a dragon Even with the Himalayas in my way it's gonna happen Cause waiting doesn't work And praying may not come through And hoping doesn't work So I will be the one to [Hook] [Bridge] And maybe someday you might see me in a glossy photo No weirdo's rocked the bells as hard as me since Quasimodo And maybe someday you might see me in a glossy photo No weirdo's rocked the bells as hard as me since Quasimodo No weirdo's rocked the bells as hard as me since Quasimodo --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- For the people who actually want to be able to SING THE SONG CORRECTLY.

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