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Now that your picture's in the paper being rhythmically admiredAnd you can have anyone that you have ever desiredAll you gotta tell me now is why, why, why, why?[Chorus:]Welcome to the working weekOh, I know it don't thrill you, I hope it don't kill youWelcome to the working weekYou gotta do it till you're through, so you better get to itAll of your family had to kill to surviveAnd they're still waitin' for their big day to arriveBut if they knew how I felt, they'd bury me alive[Chorus:]I hear you sayin', "Hey, the city's alright," when you only read about it in booksSpend all your money gettin' so convinced that you never even bother to lookSometimes I wonder if we're livin' in the same landWhy d'you want to be my friend when I feel like a juggler running out of hands?Welcome to the working weekOh, welcome to the working week From Letras Mania