Lyrics
NEED A JOB
(Timothy Brickley and David Rheins)
Oh, Lord. Oh, God.
You know I need a break.
I need a job.
Have to pay for the wife and kid.
Have to pay for those things I did.
Oh, Lord. Oh, God.
You know I need a break.
I need a job.
Grew up in the Midwest,
where my parents couldn’t care less.
They put no trust in spirit,
did not want to hear it.
Oh, Lord. Oh, God.
You know I need a break.
I need a job.
Got to get out once in a while.
Got to let my inner kid smile.
Oh, Lord. Oh, God.
You know I need a break.
I need a job.
I’m an imperfect soul.
Jesus Christ, make me whole.
Nothing left for me to say,
Lord, on my knees, can’t you hear me pray?
Copyright 2005, Timothy Brickley & David Rheins.
