I Should Be Fishing

Well, my bosses up above me are always pushing, trying to shove me into doing twice the work for only half the pay When 5 o’clock finally comes and I think this long day is done they tell me I have to work five more hours today Because Joe Blow did not show and I’m the only one who knows how to push the green button to start this darn machine While the sweat pours down my back my bosses munch on their fifth snack saying how we need to work together as a team ‘Stead of standing here wishing should be on the creek bank fishing and tonight I should be out painting this town red I’m so tired I can hardly drive and I feel more dead than alive by eight o’clock I’ll be sleeping alone in my bed When it comes time for a raise you know you can be replaced they say by a blind one-armed squirrel or a half dead baboon So when I hit the lottery they won’t see any sign of me we’ll see if those pencil necks still sing that same tune But it’s my job and I won’t shirk it so I’ll get up and go to work it and hope to retire when I am 90 if only I can But that don’t stop me from wishing that I was on the creek bank fishing with an ice cold bottle of beer in each hand ‘Stead of standing here wishing I should be on the creek bank fishing and tonight I should be out painting this town red I’m so tired I can hardly drive I feel more dead than alive by eight o’clock I’ll be sleeping alone in my bed