I just got fired, what should I listen to?

Play Neil Young's "Let's Impeach the President," too.

(x-post)

that was George Thorogood.

my father tortured me with that one during a long stint of unemployment

methinks it's about time the plebians all stormed the White House. Working for a living -- or the attempt to, anyway -- has gotten to be completely fucking insane.

there's always Quit Your Job Day, if you have a job to quit first

"This stinking job/Makes me sick!/This stinking job/Can suck my dick!"

...and plan for your NEXT job to be better! Good luck.

what's that song called... where the words go from monday trought the week and then they shout out loud 'I! DON'T! NEED! THIS! SHIT!'?

if anyone knows the artist/title...
this one will hopefully cheer you up a bit.

Out of college, money spent
See no future, pay no rent
All the money's gone, nowhere to go
Any jobber got the sack
Monday morning, turning back
Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go

But oh, that magic feeling: Nowhere to go.

Alternately, Steely Dan's "Any Major Dude" makes for good company if thematically unrelated.

'I Hate Work' Millions of Dead Cops
'I hate My Job' Butthole surfers

You suck my blood like a leech
You break the law and you preach
Screw my brain till it hurts
You’ve taken all my money
And you want more
Misguided old mule with your pig headed rules
With your narrow minded cronies
Who are fools of the first division
Death on two legs
You’re tearing me apart
Death on two legs
You’ve never had a heart of your own
Kill joy bad guy big talking small fry
You’re just an old barrow boy
Have you found a new toy to replace me?
Can you face me?
But now you can kiss my ass goodbye
Feel good are you satisfied?
Do you feel like suicide?
(I think you should)
Is your conscience all right
Does it plague you at night?
Do you feel good feel good?

You talk like a big business tycoon
You’re just a hot air balloon
So no one gives you a damn
You’re just an overgrown schoolboy
Let me tan your hide
A dog with disease
You’re the king of the ’sleaze’
Put your money where your mouth is
Mister know-all
Was the fin on your back
Part of the deal? (shark)
Death on two legs
You’re tearing me apart
Death on two legs
You’ve never had a heart (you never did) of your own
(right from the start)
Insane you should be put inside
You’re a sewer rat decaying in a cesspool of pride
Should be made unemployed
Then make yourself null and void
Make me feel good I feel good