Hook]D# F#BAnd the moral of the story isD# F#BAnd the moral of the story isD# F#(Work!) till your arms fall offBTill your abs get hard and your bone'??s all softD# F#(Just WORK!) till your hands go numbBAnd they cramp and the fans in the stands go dumbVerse 1D# C#I write till my fingers look like a bouquet of rosesBYou gotta bring yourself your flowers now in show bizD# C#Focus it'??s Quiet Coyote come on let's go kidsBEverybody get together with a study buddyBAnd then talk about the f**ks that I don'??t giveD# C#Because it?'s so big and explosiveBBut a lotta people don't live, they don't ever get a motiveD# C#If you got a goal you gotta hold onto what hope isBIf I didn'??t have it I would ask you where the rope isD# C#Work is my church and so the studio'??s the closestBI spit it sick until my cootie flow'??s the grossestD# C#Don?'t be so p**sed just be focused on your own sh*tB'??Cause we Super-californialistic-sexy-and-we-knows-itD# C#You're not my biness, I go for number one, not a top five finishBYou can have a chicken pot pieB D#But I?'m thinking that I'm gonna have another can of Popeye'??s spinachC#I'm a Rottweiler, pop my collar when I pop my furBYou're on my nerves, mark my wordsD#Gotta put a leg up and then mark my turfHookD# F#WorkBAnd the moral of the story isD# F#WorkBAnd the moral of the story isD# F#(Work!) till your arms fall offBTill your abs get hard and your bone'??s all softD# F#(Just WORK!) till your hands go numbBAnd they cramp and the fans in the stands go dumbVerse 2D# C#Work until I'm black and yellow black and yellow, worker beeBI just work until I'm black and blue and burgundyD# C#Burgundy, work until I earn that rich mahoganyBHonestly, can'??t you tell I'm working, b**ch don'??t bother meD# C#Show some modesty, if you'??re watching meBA b**ch is anybody in my way it's not misogynyD# C#But if your blockin'?? me I will soon defeat youBI will build a bridge above you, or I'll tunnel underneath youD# C#I will eat you and excrete you and I'll feed you to the flowersBIf I need to I'll go through you and absorb your f**king powersD# C#I put in hour after hour let's be crystal clearBI'm gonna get there if it takes a day or fifty yearsD# C#I'??ll fingerbang my fears, I'll f**king punch a dragonBEven with the Himalayas in my way it's gonna happenD# C#'Cause waiting doesn't work, and praying may not come throughBAnd hoping doesn'??t work. So I will be the one to (work)HookD# F#WorkBAnd the moral of the story isD# F#WorkBAnd the moral of the story isD# F#(Work!) till your arms fall offBTill your abs get hard and your bone'??s all softD# F#(Just WORK!) till your hands go numbBAnd they cramp and the fans in the stands go dumbInstrumentalD# F# B D# F# BBridgeD# F#And maybe someday you might see me in a glossy photoB D# F# BNo weirdo'??s rocked the bells as hard as me since QuasimodoD# F#And maybe someday you might see me in a glossy photoB D# F#No weirdo's rocked the bells as hard as me since QuasimodoBNo weirdo's rocked the bells as hard as me since QuasimodoOutroD# F# B D# F# BD# F# B D# F# B
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