On My Last Night In Europe

uniform, overall, suit and tie

nine to five, all your life, nine to five

two more years they say

and you'll be like them

and in the end it's all just slavery

we work for money that we spend

on things we're told to need

ask yourself is this what we are living for

i wait right outside the office door

i wait for you

with a backpack full of stars

each one is a dream

that you are about to lose

in the name of love this must come to an end