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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 Letras de cancionesEvery 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 From Letras Mania