working for peanuts - 3cr lyrics
chorus
what’s the point in slaving, my boss is f-cking bent,
he drives a f-cking 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 f-ckin’ 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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