Eight Monday mornin? and I? m in my bed as leep 
Well now, no be ll ring-a-linging tellin? me i t? s time 
to hit the st reet 
Oh, no, don? t you kn ock on my door,? cause I ain? t 
coming 
Tell the bo ss-man I? ve quit or I? ve di ed or something 
I? m do ing all those things I? ve always said I wanted 
to d o 
(chorus)
I don't want no J.O.B. 
Bringin' me 
Down like a damn dog to my knees 
All w ork and no play a in? t no way for me to live 
My day's too short, I ain? t g ot no time 
G ot one life, it? s gonna be mine 
Livin? w ild and free, don? t w ant no J.O. B. 
Well now, the la ndlord? s knocking, o h, I? m in one hell 
of a me ss 
And I j ust got a letter from the fo lks at the I.R. S. 
The bi lls are piled high and the gr ass needs mowin? 
Think I? ll ju mp in my truck and just ke ep on goin? 
F ind me a place where the drinks are free 
And the pr etty girls all love me 
(chorus) 
Seems a ll I ever do is work these fin gers to the bone 
If th is is all that life can offer, I? d ra ther be dead 
and gone. 
(chorus) 
Y ea now, I? m livin? wild and free 
Don? t w ant no J.O. B.