Seven on a monday morning.

And it's a sunny day.

It's just too hot to be working

But you've got to pay your way.

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So here I am sitting at the bus stop

Wishing I was somewhere else

Where I didn't have to work my rocks off

Wishing I could please myself.

Ten hours a day I'm grafting

Under the bosses eye,

Earn just enough to keep going,

Making cars I'll never buy.

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So here I am sitting at the bus stop

Wishing I was somewhere else

Where I didn't have to work my rocks off

Wishing I could please myself.

Five days a week I'm giving,

My time is clocking on.

Just two days left for living,

Wondering where my life has gone.

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So here I am sitting at the bus stop

Wishing I was somewhere else

Where I didn't have to work my rocks off

Wishing I could please myself.