Working From Home
Written by Rick Hines.
Performed by Rick Hines, 2020.



Lyrics

Sitting on the couch in my underwear,
I haven't showered or combed my hair.
Cereal in a bowl, 7:30 a.m.,
Already at work, start the brainstem.

The view out back's not a parking lot.
My kitty's here when I wanna park my thoughts.
Watch a lot of TV and it makes me moan.
I got my paycheck and still need a loan.

I got my paycheck and still need a loan,
'Cause I'm working, working from home.
I got my paycheck and still need a loan,
'Cause I'm working, working from home.

So if I get sick, don't know who I'll phone.
Ain't nobody gonna rush to my home.
No test, no cure, straight to the bone,
And if I die, I'll die alone.

And if I die, I'll die alone,
'Cause I'm working, working from home.
And if I die, I'll die alone,
'Cause I'm working, working from home.


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