Pumpin' For The Man Songtext / Lyric

It's a nine mile walk from the office to the pumps

Sometimes you think you're gonna drop

In the end you're filthy, dirty, horny and pissed off

And before you can leave you gotta sweep the fuckin' shop



It's a real real bitch to be workin' for the man

But shit, I do it well, so what the fuck

I could probably wash dishes at some other fuckin' dump

But it's all the same to me, bustin' ass to make a buck



So read 'em up and stick 'em, pump that fucker good

Some woman down on Main Street needs a jump

Get your fingers outta your ass and pump some faggot's gas

And think about how bad New Hope sucks






And it's a piss poor life when the ladies fire you up

And then you check their oil and know you're fucked

'Cause no one wants a loser who works for five an hour

Smells like gas, looks like shit, works in the rain and rude as hell



Now, I can fix a tire like Hurricane Melinda

I know, that I'm the best for what it's worth

So if I choose to help you don't look like you expect it

'Cause it's a gift that God gave me at birth



So read 'em up and stick 'em, pump that fucker good

Some woman down on Main Street needs a jump

Get your fingers outta your ass and pump some faggot's gas

And think about how bad New Hope sucks, woah



So read 'em up and stick 'em, pump that fucker good

Some woman down on Main Street needs a jump

Get your fingers outta your ass and pump some faggot's gas

And think about how bad New Hope sucks, woah