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"Is night shift with you?"
"Yes"
"Hey, you got yourself a job, homie"

Graveyard shift never dead
We go to work people go to bed
We got a tremendous overload
The boss don't about the dress code

So, if hair's messed up, come on in
Nobody don't care 3 in the mornin'
I'm fantasizin' a six fo'
as hell, moppin' the flo

I don't know but I the hunch
(What's that?)
That it's almost time for
Smokin' in the parkin' lot
All the homies tellin' lies the women they got

Nobody gets offended at a racial
(Why?)
Everybody's laughin', tryin' to stay
(Yeah)
We takin' it easy though are hard
Pullin' jokes on the security guard

And if you late, the boss won't boot ya
Standin' 'round, talkin' 'bout the
Don't even trip if you feel
Take a nap, you won't get fired

Drink a beer , smoke you a spliff
(Beer, spliff)
Nobody cares on the shift
(Uh, yeah, yeah, uh, uh)

Party, on the shift
(Yeah, party)
Party, on the shift
(Oh yeah, now)
(You have to slave)
You don't have to slave too on the graveyard
(Oh)

Hey, yeah, uh
My name is Joseph Foreman, call me, 'Fro
('Cuz)
I worked at the neighborhood store
We crazy like a bunch of kids
Playin' frisbee with the trash can

When the boss man comes, baby we run
He's a like us just tryin' to have fun
Graveyard shift is a bit prouder
Play the just a little bit louder

DJ that midnight mix
(Mix)
Dance contest on number six
(Six)
that old school too short rhyme
(Uh)
Got the homeboys in a train line

If you wanna act crazy, go ahead and be
If you wanna rap, go and freestyle
Graveyard shift, you just can't it
If you get hungry, something and eat it
(Ha,ha)

Drinkin' in the back with my girl
(Yeah)
The beer's on the house from the world
Act like a 'til the break of dawn
Yellin' words on the intercom

Drag racin' with the fork
Nobody cares on the graveyard
(You know what I'm Ha)

Party on the shift
(Yeah, everyday)
Party on the graveyard
(Alright, yeah)
(You have to slave, oh yeah)
You don't have to slave too on the graveyard
(Break it down, fellas)
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

I never work on daytime
(Daytime)
Graveyard shift is my play
(Playtime)
Daytime jobs are
(Flaky)
jobs are shaky like Jello Gelatin
(What? Gelatin)

So, I graveyard shift like a skeleton
(Yeah)
An afro-classic is I am
I drive to work without a jam
Everybody on the is like my brother
lookin' out for each other

Speak up fo' ya like I
If you come late, we'll the clock fo' ya
We gots no money but we got
If you car break down give you a ride

the corporate world is oh so cold
To the people at the bottom of the totem
Divided we fall, together we
What you need? Get it the Afroman

I'm not a but I got the hook up
For the barbecue ribs you wanna up
And if you somebody to get drunk with
Call the from the graveyard shift
(Dedicated to all the blue workers
Strugglin', strivin', throbbin', thrivin')

on the graveyard shift
(If the boss for me
I'm in my car asleep, you what I'm sayin'?)
on the graveyard shift
(Hey, so watch my
tap on the window or something, ha, ha)
You don't have to too hard on the graveyard
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

Happiness is to find
is a state of mind
It be found in fame or wealth
It's real deep inside yourself

Brothers, singin' the blues
parties and barbecues
Don't destroy your life, enjoy life
Play with kids and make love to your wife

Drink a beer, don't smoke no crack
a good time before Christ comes back
Keep head high, keep your back stiff
I'll see you Sunday night for the graveyard

Party on the shift
Party on the shift
You don't have to slave too hard on the
Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

(Hey, check out loco)
No plan, no Medicare
(Graveyard, graveyard)
no vacation, the man don't care
(Graveyard, graveyard)
Ain't got no no respect
(Graveyard, graveyard)

uniforms and a short paycheck
(Graveyard, graveyard)
Workin' minimum everyday
(Graveyard, graveyard)
We gotta get some kinda way
(Come on man)