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The man stripping right down lies in bed without any covers on The heat of the day has made the room unbearable He hasn't had a proper sleep since he got passed over In favour of some guy ten years younger The last thing he needs is this He wonders when it all went wrong He wonders where the love has gone He wonders why the TSE index keeps fluctuating He calls out to me he cries out to us But we don't understand because Some people have real jobs Some people have real jobs Some people have real jobs I wonder what it's like I can only imagine I have an imaginary boss punch imaginary clocks Bring home turkey and bacon from a fake occupation Half embroiled in virtual toil I'm going on a mission that's completely artificial That is why I am gonna shut the fuck up The man washes his hands drop his shoulders let's his belly go Brushes his teeth with his back to the middle mirror The sun is still out but We Can Copy is 24 hours now And Kevin says "Nightshift needs someone we can trust with the responsibility" And knowing that he's getting the shaft Letras de cancionesHe tries to project the dreams he'll have He finishes wrestling two armed gunmen off the train He just about has the tall girl with the accent on the copying machine He calls out to me he cries out to me But I don't understand cause Some people have real jobs Some people have real jobs Some people have real jobs I wonder what it's like I can only imagine I have an imaginary boss punch imaginary clocks Bring home turkey and bacon from a fake occupation Half embroiled in virtual toil I'm going on a mission that's completely artificial That is why I am gonna shut the fuck up The man in his childhood home goes downstairs Puts new batteries in the Dictaphone Borrows his fathers socks It is a fight to keep the head clear It's easier to finish the wine from the barbeque See if something new is coming up in the wild flower patch None of this is making any sense anymore He wonders will it all translates wonders if it will Wonders if she'll wait Goes the bed spinning wakes himself up over and over Think about money just think about money cause Some people have real jobs Some people have real jobs Some people have real jobs I wonder what it's like I can only imagine I have an imaginary boss punch imaginary clocks Bring home turkey and bacon from a fake occupation Half embroiled in virtual toil I'm going on a mission that's completely artificial That is why I am gonna shut up But don't stop believing hold on to that feeling Don’t stop believing So lonely Shut the fuck up Some people have real jobs Some people have real jobs Some people have real jobs Some people have real jobs Some people have real jobs From Letras Mania