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Working For Peanuts Lyrics

Chorus

WHAT'S THE POINT IN SLAVING, MY BOSS IS FUCKING BENT,
HE DRIVES A FUCKING ROLLER, BUT WON'T PAY ME A CENT,
IF HE DIED TOMORROW I WOULDN'T SEND A WREATH,
ONE DAY SOON I'LL SMASH HIS FUCKIN' TEETH,

HE EATS IN FANCY RESTAURANTS AND NEVER LEAVES NO TIPS,
I GO DOWN TO THE CHIPPY TO GET MY PIE AND CHIPS,
HE LIVES OUT IN THE COUNTRY IN SOME BIG FANCY HOUSE,
I LIVE IN A BEDSIT, TOO SMALL TO SWING A MOUSE,

Chorus

HE WEARS THE FINEST SUITS, THEY'RE MADE ON SAVILLE ROW,
I'VE GOT NIKE TRAINERS, THAT'S ALL I'VE GOT TO SHOW,
HE FLIES TO CALIFORNIA AND LAZES IN THE SUN,
A RAINY WEEK IN BLACKPOOL IS MY IDEA OF FUN,

Chorus

HIS CHILDREN GO TO ETON HE PAYS FOR ALL THEIR FEES,
MY KIDS EDUCATION, THAT AINT SUCH A BREEZE,
HIS KIDS THEY WANT FOR NOTHING, THEY ASK AND THEY WILL
GET,
ANYTHING I BUY MY KIDS I HAVE TO GO IN DEBT,

Chorus

HIS WIFE IS REALLY SOMETHING WITH REALLY GORGEOUS
LOOKS,
I'VE NOTHING TO GIVE MY GIRL, TO GET IN HER GOOD BOOKS,
I KNOW THAT I'VE GOT NOTHING AND HE MAY HAVE IT ALL,
BUT I AM AT ROCK BOTTOM AND HE HAS FAR TO FALL,

Chorus (Repeat)

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