Guitar struts and a kick-ass attitude well suited for the 4:45 faculty room hideouts. Eight hours of work sucks balls...Have a Happy Hour
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So if you read my bio, you know for one, i'm not a heavy drinker. Two, you know that i work at an elementary school with 5th graders. Now let me make this clear to all who don't have kids and for those, who like me, can't remember how much of an a-hole i was in elementary school, 5th graders can be a handful. If that's not enough, try dealing with the gossip circulated by crowds of women teachers working there or the homosexual male teacher that appears to be struggling to refrain his flamboyancy but nevertheless keeps flirting with you because you have on a pair of Toms in support of your required casual attire. Did i mention its a headache waking up every morning trying to figure out what you're going to wear when the only example of fashionable attire in a school setting for male teachers comes from the only three other males in the school, two of which are as old as your dad and one who favors the likes of Antoine Dodson *Que "Hide Ya kids, Hide Ya Wife"*. Yes, a headache, and let me feel justified if every Friday i celebrate the end of my work day blasting this instrumental as I cruise out of the parking lot, watching both ways for children and one way for parents.
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