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Parody written by Gianni Paresiani and winner of Round 5 in the AmIRight Idol competition, it's sang by Below Average Dave.
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Genre:
Podcasts - Parody
Songs by artist:
33 songs
Upload date
December 07, 2008
Meta data
MP3 3.3 MB
128 kbps bitrate
3:36 minutes
Words/music
Gianni Parmesiani (writer)/B.A. Dave (Singer) © 2008
Story behind the song
The round required you to parody a Disco song, Gianni won the round with his "Quarter to Five". Sang by Below Average Dave
Lyrics
Well, you can tell by the way I watch the clock I don't love my job, but that's no shock Cubicle and stupid boss; got lots of complaints Ain't at a loss Today, it's all right; it's friday Can see the weekend come my way Getting started on my plan To cram in as much as I can Whether you're a preacher Or whether you're a teacher It's quarter to five, quarter to five Hear the clock a-tickin' And hear your own pulse quicken Cause it's quarter to five, quarter to five Yes, yes, yes, yes quarter to five quarter to five Yes, yes, yes, yes quarter to five Well now, I pack up and I sit down And I just try to avoid the boss's frown Got some retro-rockets in my shoes I got two days off and nothing to lose Today it's all right; it's friday This week I really earned my pay Got to try to beat traffic Now overtime would make me sick Whether you're a baker Or whether you're a shaker It's quarter to five, quarter to five Feel your heart a-beatin' Anxiety retreatin' Cause it's quarter to five, quarter to five Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah it's quarter to five, Quarter to five Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah quarter to five Job goin' nowhere, somebody shoot me Somebody shoot me, please Boss is a moron, somebody save me Somebody save me at quarter to five Now I can tell by the way my boss will talk He's got work for me; won't let me walk Caught my eye; he's headin' here Might just have to wait on that cold beer Man, it's not right; not today Like he don't know that it's friday Hope he tries to understand That he wont' get my helping hand Whether you're a hooker Or whether you're a looker At quarter to five, quarter to five Your boss can't start bustin', not when you've begun lustin' Cause it's quarter to five, quarter to five Damn, damn, damn, damn, it's quarter to five Quarter to five No, no, no, no it's quarter to five Job goin' nowhere, somebody shoot me Somebody shoot me, please Boss is a moron, somebody save me Somebody save me at quarter to five