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

Graveyard ain't 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'
Broke as hell, the flo

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

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

And if you come late, the boss won't ya
Standin' 'round, talkin' the future
even trip if you feel tired
Take a little nap, you won't get

a little 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 graveyard
(Oh yeah, now)
(You have to slave)
You don't have to slave too on the graveyard
(Oh)

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

When the boss man comes, we don't run
He's a fool like us just to have fun
Graveyard is a little bit prouder
Play the radio just a little bit

DJ that midnight mix
(Mix)
contest on isle number six
(Six)
Bumpin' that old school too short
(Uh)
Got the homeboys in a soul train

If you wanna act crazy, go and be wild
If you rap, go ahead and freestyle
Graveyard shift, you just beat it
If you get hungry, something and eat it
(Ha,ha)

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

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

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

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

So, I graveyard shift like a skeleton
(Yeah)
An afro-classic is I am
I drive to work a traffic jam
Everybody on the graveyard is like my
lookin' out for each other

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

'Cause the corporate is oh so cold
To the people at the bottom of the totem
we fall, together we stand
What you need? Get it from the

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

Party on the graveyard
(If the boss for me
I'm in my car asleep, you know I'm sayin'?)
Party on the graveyard
(Hey, so my back
tap on the window or something, ha, ha)
You don't to slave 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
found real deep inside yourself

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

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

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

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

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