"Dude, Get With The Program" as written by and Jeffrey Ernest Rosenstock....
Pack and get out fast.
No going out with a blast.
No leaving here tomorrow.
And don't think about any kind of severence fee.
Unemployment won't be paid by crooks and cheats.
So enjoy your rice and beans if you can afford the beans.
That's a little joke that I have.

A fuse with dynamite sticks attached.
A hand that's holding a match
and lighting it tomorrow.
And the flames of discontent will not be washed away
'cause the flames will be kept alive due to the cocaine.
It didn't have to be this way.
You could have figured out a way to help us out but you just said

HEY, GO AHEAD AND GET FUCKED
HEY, GO AHEAD AND GET FUCKED
YOU COULD BE DEAD AND NO ONE HERE WOULD CARE.
HEY, GO AHEAD AND GET FUCKED
HEY, GO AHEAD AND GET FUCKED
YOUR EVERY MINUTE HERE HAS BEEN IN VAIN.

Don't give the money to the kids.
Vapor rub on the eyelids.
Nothing will change tomorrow.
Tell us how we're all making sacrifices
BUt it's hard to sacrifice when we don't make decent wages.
Have you seen our salaries? They're kinda like your salaries without all the zeroes.

You're working on your first million.
I'm on my first thousand.
And bills are due tomorrow.
Something about helping out the family
But that must means your kid can drive a Mercedez
'Cause there's no relation here.
Family does not get pushed out the door and get told...

HEY, GO AHEAD AND GET FUCKED
HEY, GO AHEAD AND GET FUCKED
YOU COULD BE DEAD AND NO ONE HERE WOULD CARE.
HEY, GO AHEAD AND GET FUCKED
HEY, GO AHEAD AND GET FUCKED
YOUR EVERY MINUTE HERE HAS BEEN IN VAIN.

So take your things off the shelf.
You got about an hour, you're a peon with no power
So don't YOU tell ME that I did something wrong.
SO take your things off the shelf.
I'll be in the other room with a lighter and a spoon.
Go on get get on your way.

IT'S NOT FIRED, IT'S LAID OFF.
YOU DIDN'T GET FIRED, YOU'RE LAID OFF.
YOU COULD BE DEAD AND WE'D ALL REALLY CARE.
IT'S NOT FIRED, IT'S LAID OFF.
YOU DIDN'T GET FIRED, YOU'RE LAID OFF.
YOU COULD BE DEAD...

[cutting corners! downsized! laid off!]
COULD BE DEAD IN A BOX.
YOU COULD BE DEAD IN A BOX.
YOU COULD BE DEAD AND NOBODY WOULD CARE.
SO GO AHEAD AND GET FUCKED.
HEY GO AHEAD AND GET FUCKED.

And you deserve exactly what we're giving you and we're giving you nothing.


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    General CommentThis song was actually written a while before it was recorded as "...And Now I Live In Athens." It was basically a response to a lot of people asking me about my former bandmates, whether I see them at all anymore, how it feels to have ditched them which I never saw it as the case. I just saw it as taking a breather. So this song was very much about what I felt was well worn territory within my songs: leaving it all behind! Wow! So it sat around for a little bit, and I really loved the song so I guess subconsciously I didn't wanna put it out with lyrics that I felt kinda half-assed about. Then one day I came into work and an owner at my job got everyone together in a circle and said "Look, I don't know who you guys are necessarily or what you do, but I feel like we're a family here." What I later had heard from other people I worked with was that he brought up the term "family" to justify making paycuts to some pals of mine as some kind of effort to "pull through together." By the end of the week, rumors had started floating around about a lot of people losing their jobs,and subsequently those rumors turned out to be true. About a day or two after this meeting, I was in the shower before a show and thought of the "pack and get out fast, no going out with a blast" line. I thought "hey... maybe that's a better start to the song." When I left the shower, the subject matter of the song changed dramatically to kind of suit where I was when I wrote THIS thing and I ended up being happier with this than most of the songs I've ever written.
    KeasbyKnightson February 20, 2006   Link

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