Lyrics of Zhou Yunpeng's the unemployed

We live in rented houses,

We live in buses,

Living in the dust of our books,

We live in the screen of TV.

We live in the phone number,

We live in shop windows,

We live in the workshop of happiness,

We live in a snail's box.

Once you see the blue sky one day,

We become helpless unemployed,

Once one day I smell spring,

We become strangers.

We don't belong to the working class,

We are not brothers of farmers,

We are not civil servants, teachers and intellectuals,

We're not middle class.

Because we've seen the blue sky,

We become helpless unemployed,

Because we smell spring,

We become strangers.

(white) restaurant waiter, 300 yuan a month for food and accommodation;

Warehouse keeper, 500 yuan per month;

Product salesman, 700 yuan a month for food and shelter;

Computer typist, 800 yuan a month.

Every day is Sunday,

Every meal is the last supper,

Every bed is a temporary inn,

Happiness is always around the corner.

The night is too bright for us to sleep,

Happy people are crying, distressed people are laughing.

Please turn off the light, please turn off the light, please stop the song.

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