Got a job

Here my voice is such a lonely sound
Out of key with everyone i hang around
Days and weeks go rolling by
Upvc and satellites
You know i need to get to the other side
Do me a favour and take a ride

I've got a job when the summer comes
I've got a job when the christmas comes
I've got a job when saturday comes around

Need to find out what it's all about
Gotta leave, i know the story inside out
Suburban dream, a shopping mall
Well, baby, you can keep it all
'cause now i've had enough of your stupid face
Do me a favour and give me some space