Lyrics by Tiamo De Vettori & Josh Galea'i

Intro:
Yeah, yeah, this is “JG” and “T-Money” comin’ atcha’

Verse 1:
Don’t be trippin’ on a Furlough Friday
‘Cause you’d rather be at home anyway
Got to the end of your work week
Need cash but your money well sprung a leak

But don’t go hatin’ on the CSU
Take one for the team or maybe two
Budget cuts ain’t never gonna’ phase me
Yeah try tellin’ that to my family

Disneyland, Sea World, and the zoo here I come
Got 24 days off but paid for none
But I choose to be an optimist
Wakin’ up at noon goin’ to bed around 3ish

I’ll hit it poolside or chill at the beach
With something extra in my drink
At times like these I search for clarity
While my future’s in the hands of the trustees

Chorus:
Err’ body on campus gettin’ furloughed
Err’ body on campus gettin’ furloughed
Err’ body on campus gettin’ furloughed
Err’ body on campus gettin’ furloughed

Verse 2:
Two, here comes the 3 to the 4 and the 5
Now I’m lookin’ at Haynes right in her eye
Wonderin’ if I have a job don’t lie
She’s pointin’ at Arnold
Sayin’ that’s the guy

Said she got a meeting
More time she tryna’ buy
Now we tryin’ to rally
Legislatures hear my cry
If I’m getting cut tell me when and why
I’m goin’ on vacation should I drive or fly

Here comes the 4 to the 3 to the 2
I thought I’d take one, but now they’re sayin’ two
Forget this app, she denied too
It’s only 4:50 but I’m already through

Undock my Dell and rally up the crew
Leave my food on the counter hope it mildew
My phone starts ringin’, I’m thinkin’ how rude
But my time is up so the student gets screwed

Chorus repeated

What should I do I don’t work today
Take a day off but get no pay
I really don’t care about no dress code
Add a Heineken to my work load

The budgets’ at a low politics seem frail
Who needs Outlook I don’t check my email
Can’t take sittin’ in this chair no more
PeopleSoft, Mentor, they all get ignored

Push the E button, internet, and explorer
Is there any jobs, I ain’t tryin’ to join the corps
Should I bus tables or pound pizza dough
Don’t know why I voted furlough

I like to chill but it don’t pay the bills
I wanna’ BBQ, there’s no gas in the grill
I got no funds for the cinema
I’m stuck at home watchin’ Oprah

Chorus repeated

Outro:
CSUSM, to all the homies in Craven, what up
To all my furlough peeps, keep believin’ in the dream
And stay true, ‘cause united we rise up
Individually we fall
Yeah
Holla’
“JG”, let’s bounce