This Job Is Killing Me lyrics

He clears his throat And he's driving up his crowd He used to sway But he's turned it all around Yeah, he's mopping up his brow Yeah, he's taking his time Working his crowd He's lunging two words Atop a bus He's talking all day long He's always telling us "It's easy to get around Man, I know my stuff When I get home I'm alone for just so much Honey, this job is killing me." He lost his voice When he got back home He's at it hard But now he's turned it all around Yeah, he's turned it all around Yeah, but now he's at home And he's counting his cash He's popping pills and he's calling his ex He lost his voice But he's all right He says he's happy now Driving that bus around and that's a job He'll never leave it now He's turned it all around But honey, this job is killing me