Lyrics The Living End

The Living End

I Want A Day

10:50, 3 minutes till

Till 11, I don't want the alarm again

9:30, 3 minutes till

On the way to work, not smiling

I know time to go and punch my card in

Today, just another day at 11

Gotta help, so much to tidy up

Too much too soon!

I want a day when I don't have to get up

Sometimes I'm sick of being in a rut

I want a day where I don't have to go to work

This low life job makes me feel like a jerk

So dirty, burnt fingers to the bone

Not fair to be left to the job all alone

No help no, no credit for

Making sure this evil machine doesn't stop

I know time to go and punch my card in

Today, just another day at 11

Gotta help, so much to tidy up

Too much too soon!

Am I gonna spend

Every day of my life living this way

NO WAY!

I want a day when I don't have to get up

Sometimes I'm sick of being in a rut

I want a day where I don't have to go to work

This low life job makes me feel like a jerk

I want a day when I don't have to get up

Sometimes I'm sick of being in a rut

I want a day where I don't have to go to work

this low life job makes me feel like a jerk