Ken doesn’t have a job cause he’s a pussy

[Intro – twangy guitar riff, playful snare tap] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – laid-back strum, casual vocal delivery] Ken’s still crashed on the couch at noon Empty chip bags stack up to the moon Says the world’s too tough for his delicate tune Won’t even answer the phone’s ringin’ boom [Pre-Chorus – rising guitar, building sarcasm] He blames the weather, he blames his shoes Says every job’s got too many rules Scared to take a step, scared to choose Hides behind his screen and his favorite blues [Chorus – full band, catchy sneering hook] Ken don’t have a job ’cause he’s a coward Hides from every chance, every power Won’t face the world, just cowers Ken don’t have a job ’cause he’s a coward [Verse 2 – bouncy bassline, eye-rolling lyricism] Mama yells from the kitchen door Says “get up, boy, you’re twenty-four” Ken just mumbles, “just one more” Scrolls his feed till his eyes get sore [Pre-Chorus 2 – faster strum, heightened mockery] He says he’s waiting for the perfect break But he won’t even awake from his mistake Too busy dreaming, too lazy to shake The dust of his own sorry fake [Chorus 2 – layered vocals, driving drums] Ken don’t have a job ’cause he’s a coward Runs from every test, every hour Won’t lift a finger, just cowers Ken don’t have a job ’cause he’s a coward [Bridge – stripped-back guitar, deadpan spoken-sung] He says he’s got big plans in his head But they’re all just lies he’s been fed Too scared to try, too scared to dread The truth that he’s better off in bed [Solo – distorted guitar, playful whammy bar] (Instrumental Solo) [Chorus 3 – full band, chaotic energy] Ken don’t have a job ’cause he’s a coward Hides from every fight, every reward Won’t grow up, just cowers Ken don’t have a job ’cause he’s a coward [Outro – fading guitar, final snare hit] Ken’s still on the couch, same as before Never gonna change, never gonna soar