Soul Suckin Jerk

Soul Suckin Jerk

        I got a job making money for the man
        Throwing chicken in the bucket 
        With the soda pop can 
        Puke green uniform on my back
5       I had to set it on fire
        In a vat of chicken fat
        I leaped on the counter
        Like a bird with no hair
        Running through the mini mall in my underwear
10      I got lost downtown
        Couldn't find a ride home
        Sun went down I got frozen to the bone 
        'til a hooker let me share
        Her fake fur coat
15      As I took a little nap
        The cops picked up us both
        I tried to explain
        I was only trying to get warm 
        I knew I never ever
20      Should have burnt my uniform 
        He said:
        'Too bad, better bite the bullet hard son' 
        I didn't have no teeth so I stole his gun 
        And I crawled out the window
25      With my shadow on a spoon 
        Dancing on the roof
        Shooting holes in the moon

        I ain't gonna work for no soul suckin jerk 
        I'm gonna take it all back
30      And I ain't sayin jack 
        I ain't gonna work for no soul suckin jerk 
        I'm gonna take it all back
        And I ain't sayin jack

        Standing right here with a beer in my hand
35      And my mouth is full of sand
        And I don't understand 
        Fourteen days I been sleeping in a barn
        Better get a paycheck tattooed on my arm 
        Whistlin dixie with the dixie cup filled 
40      With the barbecue sauce
        And the dental floss chill 
        Big fat fingers pointing into my face 
        Telling me to get busy
        Cleaning up this place 
45      I got bent like a wet cigarette 
        And she's coming after me
        With a butterfly net 
        Ridin on a bloodhound ringing the bell 
        Black cat wrapped in the road map to hell
50      Pencil on my leg and I'm trying not to beg
        Taking turns bakin worms
        With the bacon and eggs 
        Well they got me in a bird cage 
        Flappin my jaw like a pretzel
55      In the stars just waitin to fall 
        So give me what I got to get so I can go 
        Cause I ain't washin dishes
        In the ditch no more

        And I ain't gonna work
60      For no soul suckin jerk 
        I'm gonna take it all back
        And I ain't sayin jack

Analysis: This is a very amusing story, and it all starts when Beck is working at a fast food joint and can't take it anymore. He set his ugly green uniform on fire and ran away in his underwear. He got lost downtown in the city and was quite cold when night fell, until a kindhearted prostitute offered to share her coat with him. While they were napping in the alley, a cop found them and arrested them both. He didn't buy his story and threatened them, so Beck stole his gun and escaped to a rooftop. There he was free to dance and shoot the gun into the sky.

The chorus explains that he doesn't want to work for a cold-hearted person who doesn't care about him. He's going to take back what's rightfully his and leave without and explanation. The next verse explains his current state and why he left his job. He has no place to go and has been sleeping in a barn for two weeks. He has more of a chance of seeing a paycheck if he gets it tattooed on his arm rather than try to look for a job.

He doesn't want to work because his boss is always yelling at him to get to work because he's always whistling on the job. She has him doing anything she wants him to do and is trying to control him even more. He knows he can't continue like this because he has no future. He's skinny but doesn't want to beg for food, and he has to cook all day for work. He's trapped at work and is forced to repeat lines to customers like a parrot. He just wants to leave with what's rightfully his because he doesn't want to be stuck in this rut anymore.

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