Finding a job can be challenging, but please don't follow the path of the character in this song. Admittedly, after dealing with human resources boneheads for weeks on end, you might feel like killing someone, but, again, please refrain. Instead, just rock out to this cautionary tale. Musically, it reminds me of a Fall tune, but Mark E. Smith didn't seem to be as much a fan of crooning as I am. The recording has the usual instrumentation, but I used a pair of brand new paintbrushes and a can of screws and nails for some of the percussion, which was fun. Lyrics are below:
Ernie had trouble finding a job.
Always a bridesmaid and never a bride, he'd sob.
He'd just learned they'd hired someone named Tiffany.
As the bills piled up, he had himself an epiphany.
So sorry to hear about your
new hire's tragic disappearance.
Ernie decided to thin out the competition.
Now some of the other applicants have gone missing.
Well, Ernie managed to score himself a gig,
but the police found a grave, and they've started to dig.
Now Ernie's found himself a new vocation,
one from which there'll never be a vacation,
but at least he never has to worry about where his next meal's coming from,
and the prison kitchen makes better food than his mom.
Thanks to The Tinnitist for his support of "Run Of The Mill Punk Rock Song"!
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