On The Dole

My work ethic's been destroyedand I'm glad I'm unemployedI'm always broke so what's been gainedthank God for the governmentstuck to the cough like rubber cementFX Channel keeps me entertainedI'm on the dole, out of controlI wonder if they're on to meand I'm in the hole, but I'm on the doleand all I do is watch T.V.I never leave the houseWoodsy thinks I'm part of the couchthe difference has become unclearWhen she's gone I play musical chairswhile Robin's getting high upstairsI can hear her hacking from hereMy employer left me in the lurchhave you made an active work searchthese claim forms are getting hardcan't afford to let down my guardand all this time to killhangs over me like unpaid billswaiting for the day that I can payand you bet I willI'm on the dole, but I'm in controland all I do is watch T.V. and wonder if they're on to meI'm in the hole, but I'm on the doleImagine all the time to killI'm sure you can, I know I will