Gotta Be Crazy by mattafact published on 2015-08-12T09:03:51Z When inviting a journalist to an elementary school Career Day gets real. Lyrics: If you only knew what really went into my minute and a half You would rescind all the invitations to speak to your class But ok do you kids wanna know how to be a reporter? First off, does your personality have disorders? If you’re obsessive, unpleasant and plus a huge jerk Welcome aboard just bring a twisted sense of humor (Every newsroom’s cuckoo with drama) We sound like (doo doo doo do doo da da) Let me tell you about the most exciting part of my job Is waiting six hours inside of a parking garage -- For the embattled politician who must of forgot Stalking is my occupation more often than not Everything you've ever heard is a mirage and a fantasy Most of my day is spent dodging a barrage of profanity From a family or a stranger who’s very aggressive I hang out with reporters for the free therapy sessions I’m going out of my mind on purpose In my line of work it’s working out for me perfect You don’t know about the crap we put up with daily Gotta be a lot of things but you gotta be crazy I see a lot of people on the worst day of their lives And I treat em like a prize, first place if they cry Yeah yeah this poor widow’s worrying about their two kids I’m texting my producer that I got an exclusive I know it’s not conducive to health, but Darwinsim Rules journalism, ya gotta have strength and narcissism I should be in a padded cell in the care of a doctor Hummin...Doo doo do do doo da da Maybe PTSD over what I have seen Flipping through the DSM like hey that's me I tell ya, once you've seen a couple blood-stained driveways Or a body crushed inside a Mustang sideways Everything just mushes together into dry comedy Watch as your coverage gets better with psychopathy -- Add a little when you’ve gotta put your knuckles on the door Of some parents whose only child has just become a corpse I’m going out of my mind on purpose In my line of work it’s working out for me perfect You don’t know about the crap we put up with daily Gotta be a lot of things but you gotta be crazy Crimes scenes are whatever it’s not a murder that’s frightening That’s when we check our Twitter feeds for mergers and firings No wonder we’re so good with being around death Our entire industry is breathing its last breath! To the delight of meanies who dislike the media Waiting til we go the way of Encyclopedias So they can sing and dance on our graves and say “ha ha” [doo doo do doo doo da da] They told us in J school to make it is not common And if you do, get used to the taste of some top ramen Go the first place that likes your resume tape It’ll be small town where the weather ain’t great We hear the rules and think we’re the exceptions to them Because we can quote a couple lines from All The President’s Men By all accounts this field isn’t a viable path That I wouldn’t trade at all, I’m certifiably mad! I’m going out of my mind on purpose In my line of work it’s working out for me perfect You don’t know about the crap we put up with daily Gotta be a lot of things but you gotta be crazy Instrumental: GRiZ Genre Reporter Rap
