(Am)Ring, ring, it’s sev en A.

M.

(Dm)Move your self to go a gain.

(Am)Cold wa ter in the face (Dm)brings you back to this aw ful place.

(Am)Knuck le mer chants and you bank ers, too, (Dm)must get up and learn those rules.

(Am)Weath er man and the cra zy chief, (Dm)one says sun and one says sleet.

(Am)A M, the F M, the P.

M., too, (Dm)churn ing out that boo ga loo.

(Am)Gets you up and it gets you out, (Dm)but how long can you keep it up?

(Am)Gim me Hon da, gim me So ny, so cheap and real pho ny.

(Am)Hong Kong dol lar, In di an cents, (Dm)Eng lish pounds and Es ki mo pence.

(Am)You lot!

What?

(Dm)Don’t stop, give it all you got.

(Am)You lot!

What?

(Dm)Don’t stop.

Yeah.

(Am)You lot!

What?

(Dm)Don’t stop, give it all you got.

(Am)You lot!

What?

(Dm)Don’t stop.

Yeah.

(Am)Work in’ for a raise to bet ter my sta tion.

(Dm)Give my ba by some so phis ti ca tion.

(Am)Seen the ads, she thinks it’s nice.

(Dm)Bet ter work hard, I seen the price.

(Am)Nev er mind that.

It’s time for the bus.

(Dm)We got to work and you’re one of us.

(Am)Clocks go slow in a place of work.

(Dm)Min utes drag and the hours jerk!

(Am)Wave b b bye to the boss.

(Dm)It’s our pro fit, it’s his loss.

(Am)But an y way, the lunch bell rings.

(Dm)Take one hour, do your

thing.

(Dm)Cheese bur ger!

(Am)What do we have for en ter tain ment?

(Dm)Cops kick in’ gyp sies on the pave ment.

(Am)Now the news, you snap to at ten tion, (Dm)lu nar land ing and the den tal con ven tion.

I (Am)tal ian mob ster shoots a lob ster.

(Dm)Sea food res t’rant gets out of hand.

A (Am)car in the fridge, a fridge in the car like (Dm)cow boys do in T V land.

(Am)You lot!

What?

(Dm)Don’t stop, give it all you got.

(Am)You lot!

What?

(Dm)Don’t stop.

Yeah.

(Am)You lot!

What?

(Dm)Don’t stop, give it all you got.

(Am)You lot!

What?

(Dm)Don’t stop.

Yeah.

(Dm)Don’t stop.

Yeah.

So, (Am)get back to work and sweat some more.

The (Dm)sun will sink and we’ll get out the door.

It’s (Am)no good for man to work in cag es.

(Dm)Hits the town, he drinks his wag es.

(Am)You’re fret tin’, you’re sweat in’.

But (Dm)did you no tice you ain’t get tin’?

(Am)You’re fret tin’, you’re sweat in’.

But (Dm)did you no tice you’re not get tin’ an y where?

(Am)Don’t you ev er stop long e nough to start.

(Dm)Take your car out ta that gear.

(Am)Don’t you ev er stop long e nough to start.

(Dm)Take your car out ta that gear.

(Am)Kar lo Marx and Fred rich En gels (Dm)came to the check out at the sev en e lev en.

(Am)Marx was skint, but he had sense.

(Dm)En gels lent him the ne ces sar y pence.

(Am)What have we got?

Yeah, (Dm)oh.

(Am)What have we got?

Yeah, (Dm)oh.