[Verse 1] I’ve got a resume, it’s crisp and clean, Ivy League degree, I’m a jobless king, Skills for days, I’m sharp like a tack, But they say, “Sorry, Billy, you’re too vanilla for that.” [Chorus] I’m a white guy with a dream, But the HR gods ain’t on my team, I’m qualified, but they’re lookin’ right through, Singin’ these white guy, jobless blues. [Verse 2] Sent a thousand apps, my laptop’s fried, Cover letters singin’ my white-bread pride, Job ad says, “Diverse vibes only, please,” Guess my khakis don’t fit their DEI decree. [Chorus] I’m a white guy with a dream, But the HR gods ain’t on my team, I’m qualified, but they’re lookin’ right through, Singin’ these white guy, jobless blues. [Bridge] I ain’t askin’ for a corner suite, Just a desk and a chair where my butt can meet, But the algo swipes left on my basic name, “Too much Chad energy,” they proclaim! [Chorus] I’m a white guy with a dream, But the HR gods ain’t on my team, I’m qualified, but they’re lookin’ right through, Singin’ these white guy, jobless blues. [Verse 3] Tried a startup, thought I’d fit right in, Wore a flannel, grew a beard on my chin, They said, “Billy, you’re too ‘mainstream bro,’ We need someone who vibes with our kombucha flow.” [Chorus] I’m a white guy with a dream, But the HR gods ain’t on my team, I’m qualified, but they’re lookin’ right through, Singin’ these white guy, jobless blues. [Outro] So here’s to Billy, your boy Bosco B., Livin’ on Wi-Fi and instant coffee, Till the world needs a straight-shootin’ dude, I’ll wail these white guy, jobless blues.
