According to all sources, the street's the place to GO

[dotinthesky]

Hi - Hi! I'm your Jobless Ollie - Ah-huh -
And have I got news for you - You better listen!
Get ready, all you poor girls & boys
and leave those umbrellas at home. - Alright! -

Humidity is rising - Barometer's getting low
According to all sources, the street's the place to go
Cause tonight for the first time
Just about half-past ten
For the first time in history
It's gonna start raining work.
It's Raining Jobs! Hallelujah! - It's Raining Work! Amen!
I'm gonna go out to run and let myself get
Absolutely soaking wet!

It's Raining Work! Hallelujah!
It's Raining Work! Every type known to man!
Shite, boring, hard and grim
Rough and tough and long and mean
God bless Mother Nature, she's an unemployed woman too
She took off to heaven and she did what she had to do
She taught every angel to rearrange the sky
So that each and every loser could find their perfect bossy guy
It's Raining Work! Hallelujah! - It's Raining Jobs! Amen!
It's Raining Work! Hallelujah!
It's Raining Jobs! Ame---------nnnn!

I feel stormy weather / Moving in about to begin
Hear the thunder / Don't you lose your head
Rip off the roof and stay in bed
God bless Mother Nature, she's a woman on the dole too
She took off to heaven and she did what she had to do
She taught every angel to rearrange the sky
So that each and every desperado could work with office supply
It's Raining Work! Yeah!
It's Raining Temp Work! Hallelujah! - It's Raining Jobs! Amen!
It's Raining Bosses! Hallelujah! - It's Raining Work!

Comments

[alaric3.livejournal.com]

hahaha i am already glad I added you to my friends list.
This made me laugh like whoa.

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

you better not laugh too much when I'm in the gutter!

:)

[dilvalicious.livejournal.com]

*wrestles bong away from you*

no more, Ollie!

See what the devil weed does to you?

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

hehe! gimme back my weed. I need it.

*gives Dilly a neck tie*

[dilvalicious.livejournal.com]

weed is no good for you...it will turn you straight!

;)

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

*stares at Dilly's boobies*

what did you say?

[dilvalicious.livejournal.com]

do you like my ickle boobies?

*does jumping jacks*

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

i was looking at the marks on them... they look like mouse footprints.

lol!

[myendeavorca.livejournal.com]

no he's just been watching too many re-runs of friends! remember that episode with Kathleen Turner as a drag queen? :P

Re: lol!

[dilvalicious.livejournal.com]

god yes....that was frightening

Re: lol!

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

The day I watch a Friends re-run is the day someone strapped me on a chair and left the tv on.

:P

Re: lol!

[myendeavorca.livejournal.com]

oh man. you are right. I shouldn't rot my brain with friends.

btw, I got your post card yesterday! thx...

what did you want to talk to me about?

aim: myendeavorca

Re: lol!

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

i don't have aim!

i'll send you an email.

[icymorning.livejournal.com]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

if you don't get a job with this at least you get a record deal.

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

do you want to be my pair? The Stormy Weather Girls can't be a solo project.

[icymorning.livejournal.com]

definitely. i am honored you asked me. we could then say in interviews that we've been sharing the same london flat for 12 years and we had to sell newspapers under any kind of weather to survive.

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

and we'll keep the things we had to do at night to pay the bills all to ourselves. The tabloids don't need to know our dirty secrets.

[icymorning.livejournal.com]

you mean like getting paid to lick old men's toes ?

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

that, and getting paid to pick lice from old ladies' hairs.

[ladieslovejesus.livejournal.com]

SAY NO TO DRUGS

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

... girls wanna have fun,
girls just wanna have fun.

[(Anonymous)]

Okay, genius, I'm going to lay it out for you. This is your context: you're middle class, with no connections. Unless you 1) do something courageous with your fabulousness - like submit your work to journals, write that novel, collaborate with and court other, better-known fabulous people - in other words, let people who have money and connections and power SEE your fabulousness OR 2) do something adaptive to society, like get a masters or applied diploma in something that's only semi-nauseating and semi-well paid - in other words, acquire the social and financial capital required to be an office lackey that lives in comfort and has more free time - your fabulousness will be overwhelmed by bitterness, and you and your art, your insight, your joy, your despair, will be forgotten before it is known, anonymously disgested in the cubicle-shaped bowels of late capitalism.

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

Can't I get option 3?

Yeah, you can answer the phone in about 2 minutes

[(Anonymous)]

I'm calling you in TWO minutes, yoyo

Re: Yeah, you can answer the phone in about 2 minutes

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

ok... i'm going off the net.