Total Job
by The Faint· from Danse Macabre
(i drive a taxi, i paint fingernails,/i am an artist, i sew dresses,/ i am a teacher)/ sharp dressed servers where the upscale dine/ a safe dial turned by a glove in the crimes of night/ a nurse in an ambulance rides/ he "don't deserve it" , the patient is right/ career/ serious/ there are times when i miss the appeal/ long black cars driven close to the lawn/ straight legged slacks and the shine of the chauffer's garb/ the lawyer with an eliquent tongue/ he sways the verdict, the jury is numb/ energy that pulls us toward it/ to feel the total job/ no economic success/ to get the total job