I got you a job in the city now
But what you want isn't what you found
Such a frown

We're taking the bus and you're going downtown
Bet you tried to burn this opportunity down
To the ground

So sorry, so sad
You've got it, so bad
Your friends are, in the band
Still playing

I got you a job in the city now
Slaving all day for your pennies now
Should be proud

When I was young the sweat fell off of my brow
Got me a car and I bought me a house
When I was younger, I had it all figured out
And that you're older, there should never be a doubt

I want you to notice
I want you to notice
I want you to know just what I've done for you

So sorry, so sad
You've got it, so bad
Your friends are, in the band
Still playing

I got you a job in the city now
It's time to come down from the top of that cloud
Come on down

You're punching the clock for twenty odd years now
Above and beyond, but still on the ground
Take a bow

You got it, you're in
You're selling, your skin
Goodbye to, the boys
Put away, the toys