作词 : UB Forty | |
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. | |
[Chorus:] | |
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. | |
[Chorus] | |
Five days a week I'm giving, | |
My time is clocking on. | |
Just two days left for living, | |
Wondering where my life has gone. | |
[Chorus] | |
zuo ci : UB Forty | |
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. | |
Chorus: | |
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. | |
Chorus | |
Five days a week I' m giving, | |
My time is clocking on. | |
Just two days left for living, | |
Wondering where my life has gone. | |
Chorus | |
zuò cí : UB Forty | |
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. | |
Chorus: | |
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. | |
Chorus | |
Five days a week I' m giving, | |
My time is clocking on. | |
Just two days left for living, | |
Wondering where my life has gone. | |
Chorus | |