[Verse 1] So… sweet little girl You just graduated preschool That’s quite an accomplishment The greatest day in your short life so far! You colored inside the lines (mostly) You shared your toys (sometimes) You conquered nap time tyranny Now it’s time to rise and grind! [Pre-Chorus] But now you must decide your future ‘Cause you’re the future of society No more snacks and story circles It’s time for responsibility! [Chorus ] Get a job, little one! Don’t be a drag on the community You’ve graduated preschool, kid Now contribute to the economy! Get a job, little one! No more naps, no ABCs Grab a briefcase, pay some taxes Build up the GDP! [Verse 2] Don’t be a slouch, don’t be lazy You could go to elementary school… But let’s be honest, that’s just theory Real success is punching in at two! Finger paints are nice and all But can you manage quarterly returns? Sure, you learned your shapes and colors But have you mastered what the market earns? [Pre-Chorus] You’ve got potential, don’t you waste it The world needs you to take a stand Put down that juice box, soldier Go and lend a helping hand! [Chorus ] Get a job, little one! Don’t be a drag on the community You’ve graduated preschool, kid Now contribute to the economy! Get a job, little one! No more naps, no ABCs Grab a briefcase, pay some taxes Build the GDP! Bridge (dramatic & ridiculous) You can join the military, drive a tank! Or flip some burgers, “Would you like a shake?” Find a cure for cancer by age six Or fix the debt with a lemonade stand break! You’ve got crayons AND ambition What a powerful combination Why just learn your alphabet When you can run a corporation?! [Breakdown (chant style)] You’re five years old! (That’s enough!) You’re trained and ready! (That’s enough!) You’ve got a diploma! (That’s enough!) Now toughen up! [Final Chorus (bigger, louder)] Get a job, little one! The world is waiting, can’t you see? You’re the backbone of tomorrow And the present economy! Get a job, little one! Save the world, don’t hesitate Cure diseases, fix inflation Try to wrap it up by eight! [Outro (soft, ironic)] You’ve graduated preschool at the age of five You have all the training you need to thrive… Save the world… Save the world… (But maybe… just maybe… enjoy recess while you’re alive )
