Moral Of The Story
Watsky Lyrics

And the moral of the story is
The lesson to be learned is

('Work) 'til your arms fall off
Put in hard work until you can't physically do it anymore

'Til your abs get hard and your bone's all soft
Continue working until your muscles are toned and your body is exhausted from effort

(And the moral of the story is)
Again, the lesson to be learned is

('Just work) 'til your hands go numb
Work tirelessly to the point where your hands feel numb and you can no longer feel them

And they cramp and the fans in the stands go dumb
Work so hard that even people watching you work become mesmerized and unable to speak

I write 'til my fingers look like a bouquet of roses
I write so much that my fingers are as red and sore as a bunch of roses

You gotta bring yourself your flowers now in show biz
You have to congratulate yourself and give yourself credit in the entertainment industry

Focus it's Quiet Coyote come on let's go kids
Pay attention and be focused, it's time to work together and get things done

Everybody get together with a study buddy
Collaborate with someone to achieve your goals

And then talk about the fuck that I don't give
Discard negative opinions and focus on your own success

Because it's so big and explosive
Success is so great it is like a bomb, able to create a massive impact

But a lot of people don't live, they don't ever get a motive
Many people don't truly live or find a purpose in life

If you got a goal you gotta hold onto what hope is
If you have a goal, you need to hold onto hope and not give up

If I didn't have it I would ask you where the rope is
Without hope, I would be lost and wouldn't know what to do to move forward

Work is my church and so the studio's the closest
Working is my religion and the studio is my closest place of worship

I spit it sick until my cootie flow's the grossest
I rap so well that it flows out of me naturally and sounds disgusting (in a good way)

Don't be so pissed just be focused on your own shit
Don't get angry, instead focus on what you want to achieve

'Cause we Supercalifornialisticsexyandweknowsit
We are confident in ourselves and our abilities

You're not my biness, I go for number one, not a top five finish
I don't care about being in the top five, I want to be number one and I won't let anyone stand in my way

You can have a chicken pot pie
You can have something normal, something easy

But I'm thinking that I'm gonna have another can of Popeye's spinach
I want something that will give me an extra boost of energy to keep going like Popeye's spinach

I'm a Rottweiler, pop my collar when I pop my fur
I'm tough and confident, even celebratory when I achieve something

You're on my nerves, but mark my words
You're irritating me, but I promise you that I will achieve my goals

Gonna put a leg up and then mark my turf
I'll stake my claim and show that I deserve recognition for my hard work

(Work, work , work, work, work, work, work, work)
Continuously work hard

(Work, work , work, work, work, work, work, work)
Again, continuously work hard

('Work) 'til your arms fall off
Put in hard work until you can't physically do it anymore

'Til your abs get hard and your bone's all soft (work, work)
Continue working until your muscles are toned and your body is exhausted from effort

(And the moral of the story is)
Once again, the lesson to be learned is

('Just work) 'til your hands go numb (work, work)
Work tirelessly to the point where your hands feel numb and you can no longer feel them

And they cramp and the fans in the stands go dumb (work, work)
Work so hard that even people watching you work become mesmerized and unable to speak

Working 'til I'm black and yellow black and yellow, worker bee
Working constantly until I am completely exhausted, like a worker bee

I just work until I'm black and blue and burgundy
I push myself to my physical limits and become bruised and beaten from my hard work

Burgundy, work until I earn that rich mahogany
Keep working until I achieve a deep, meaningful level of success

Honestly, can't you tell I'm working, bitch don't bother me
I am obviously working hard and don't want to be interrupted or distracted

Show some modesty, if you're watching me
Be humble and respectful if you are watching me work

Bitch is anybody in my way it's not misogyny
If anyone is standing in my way, it's not because of their gender

But if you're blocking me I will soon defeat you
If you are preventing me from achieving my goals, I will find a way to overcome it

I will build a bridge above you, or I'll tunnel underneath you
I will find a way to get past obstacles, whether by going around them or through them

I will eat you and excrete you and I'll feed you to the flowers
I will defeat you and move on, leaving you behind in the past

If I need to I'll go through you and absorb your fucking powers
I will use whatever resources are available to me to achieve success, even if it means taking something from someone else

I put in hour after hour, let's be crystal clear
I spend an immense amount of time working towards my goals, and there should be no mistake about that

I'm gonna get there if it takes a day or fifty years
I will achieve my goals, even if it takes a long time to do so

I'll fingerbang my fears, I'll fucking punch a dragon
I will conquer my fears and face any obstacle that stands in my way

Even with the Himalayas in my way it's gonna happen
Even if there are seemingly insurmountable obstacles, I will still achieve my goals

'Cause waiting doesn't work, and praying may not come through
Simply waiting or hoping for success is not enough; action is needed to achieve it

And hoping doesn't work. So I will be the one to (work)
Hope alone is not enough, so I will be the one to take action and put in the work needed to succeed

('Work) 'til your arms fall off
Put in hard work until you can't physically do it anymore

'Til your abs get hard and your bone's all soft (work, work)
Continue working until your muscles are toned and your body is exhausted from effort

(And the moral of the story is)
Once again, the lesson to be learned is

('Just work) 'til your hands go numb (work, work)
Work tirelessly to the point where your hands feel numb and you can no longer feel them

And they cramp and the fans in the stands go dumb (work, work)
Work so hard that even people watching you work become mesmerized and unable to speak

And maybe someday you might see me in a glossy photo
Perhaps one day you will see me in a magazine or on TV

No weirdo's rocked the bells as hard as me since Quasimodo
No one has worked as hard as I have in a long time

And maybe someday you might see me in a glossy photo
Again, perhaps one day you will see me in a magazine or on TV

No weirdo's rocked the bells as hard as me since Quasimodo
Once again, no one has worked as hard as I have in a long time