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Is there anything more inspiring Than a menial job and the pittance it brings Oh Sebastian, won't you smile for me? Yes, it's going to get ugly and it's going to get tight I've got a feeling in my gut and that feeling ain't right Soaking up all meaning, helping itself to the rest of your life All I put down on your table is cold raw abuse You try to swallow it down, put it to good use Oh Sebastian, won't you cry for me? Yes, it's going to take energy and it's going to take time But I got this feeling in my gut that you've barely arrived Crawling across your ceiling Helping myself to the best of your mind From Letras Mania