[Verse 1] Sunburn on my shoulders, grease under my nails Clock on the break-room wall moves slower than the rails Manager says, “Be grateful,” while he checks his watch I’m stacking thirty-pound boxes in a parking-lot hot spot [Pre-Chorus] Five minutes late, they dock my pay Five minutes early, “Why’d you run away?” [Chorus] Summer job blues, I’m counting every minute Sweat through the uniform, still they won’t admit it Summer job blues, cash disappears by Friday I came to buy a little freedom—now the rent owns my payday [Verse 2] Tourists want a smile with their change and lemonade My coworker took the register and vanished on parade The ice machine is coughing, the freezer door won’t close I’ve got a blister on my thumb and a whistle in my nose [Pre-Chorus] Break is ten minutes, line is twenty deep “Teamwork makes the dream work”—I’d rather lose some sleep [Chorus] Summer job blues, I’m counting every minute Sweat through the uniform, still they won’t admit it Summer job blues, cash disappears by Friday I came to buy a little freedom—now the rent owns my payday [Bridge] When the season ends, I’ll leave this apron here Take the last bus home and disappear No more fake congratulations, no more “great job” signs I’ll trade these fluorescent mornings for a life that’s actually mine [Final Chorus] Summer job blues, I’m counting every minute Sweat through the uniform, still they won’t admit it Summer job blues, cash disappears by Friday I came to buy a little freedom—now the rent owns my payday [Outro] Clock out, lock up, let the whole place spin Clock out, lock up—I’m not coming back again
