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作词 : Richard Dawson |
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作曲 : Richard Dawson |
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Open your eyes, time to wake up |
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Shit, shower, brush your teeth, drain your cup |
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Wolf down a bowl of Ready-Brek |
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Fasten a tie around your neck |
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All over the city we arise, arise |
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For a job we despise, despise, despise |
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I don't want to go into work this morning |
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I don't think I can deal with the wrath of the general public |
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And I don't have the heart to explain to another poor soul |
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Why it is their Disability Living Allowance will be stopping shortly |
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Busfulls of meat slumped in our seats |
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Staring at phone screens and our own feet |
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Shuffling off at the business park |
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Let's linger awhile in the smoking bubble |
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From every direction we arrive, arrive |
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With a swipe of the fob, the fob, the fob, the fob |
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I don't want to go back to that seething viper's nest |
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I can't listen anymore to the bleating of the terminally depressed |
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Or the stream of opinions from the creep in the office next to mine |
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I dream of bashing his skull into a brainy pulp with a Sellotape dispenser |
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In the staff room, lost in a daze |
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Shovelling crisps into my face |
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After an unspeakably awful |
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Call with a grieving mother |
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In Wetherspoons on the fruit-machines |
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Sinking my umpteenth Peroni |
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Cackling like a hyena |
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At the nasty jokes of my colleagues |
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None of whom I can stand |
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In my bed, I can hear the strangled voices |
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Of all the people I've failed, I've failed, I've failed |
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I don't want to go into work this morning |
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I just want to lie here and play the new Call of Duty |
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I finally gathered the courage to ring in sick |
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I'm not coming into work today |
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I'm really ill |
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Not coming into work today |
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Or for that matter any other day |
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I'm sick to my soul |
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I refuse to do this dirty work anymore |
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I refuse, refuse, refuse, refuse |
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Refuse, refuse, refuse |
