Fed Up Songtext
von A.C. Reed

Still playin′ this music now
I wanna show you way I feel
I feel bad 'cause I don′t have a dollar bill
I need money, Lord, at least that's what I wish
One bird in the hand is better 'n two out in the bush

That′ why I′m fed up
(He's fed up)
Gotta keep the bird right in my hand, oh yeah
Well I′m gonna stop this runnin' around
An′ get me a job like the average man, um-hm

I'm gonna get me a job where I work from nine to five
I′m playin' this music an' I can′t hardly survive
Money on a musician is the worst musician I ever seen
I was better off when I was workin′ for Walgreen


That's why I′m fed up
(He's fed up)
Wanna keep a dollar right in my hand, oh yeah
Well I′m gonna stop this runnin' around
Get me a job like the average man, um-hm

Should be a star ′cause I always want to be
I hate guitars 'cause they just won't profit to me
I′m playin′ my saxophone an' I′m walkin' the streets an′ cryin'
Gotta get me a job ′cause I don't have a lousy dime!

Now I hate this music 'cause it always leave me flat
Thirty dollar job and you got your agent tryin′ a-steal that
People keep on tellin′ me blues don't get satisfaction
One hit record then I′ll be a star like Michael Jackson

That's why I′m fed up
(He's fed up)
Gonna keep a dollar right in my hand, oh yeah
Well I′m gonna stop this runnin' around
And get me a job like the average man

Lord, I'm gonna stop this runnin′ around
An′ get me a job like the average man

Well I'm gonna stop this runnin′ around
An' get me a job like the average man