Monday morning comes around, alarm clock a familiar sound
a mug of tea then you're away, you've gotta go to work today
number 69 stops outside the gate
clock on, start work everything you hate
same old job wanna give it a miss
there must be something more to life than this

(Chorus):
You know you're wishing your life away
wish it was the weekend everyday
you know you're wishing your life away
cuz you don't wanna go to work today

Read about people in the news, jet set holidays a world cruise
big house, big cars and ringing tills
no need to worry about paying the bills
look around and tell me what do you see
people slaving away in misery
surely this isn't the only way
a hard day's work for a poor day's pay

(Chorus)

Check the clock as the day drags by
don't wanna do this till the day you die
sweaty little hitlers telling you what to do
there's plenty on the dole, they don't need you
do you knuckle down or make a break
how much more of this can you take
just waiting for the day when you'll be free
when your numbers come up on the lottery

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