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The debt collector's on his way. He'll break your bones and make you pay. He'll make you pay, yeah Fill your life with stuff that you don't need Expensive things you can't afford to keep Common sense? You haven't got a lot! Your priorities are all over the shop! You survive eating all your meals out of tins Only work to fund your Friday night binge In bed 'til 3pm every weekend You're losing sleep like you lost all your friends. Don't you know the years have got a funny way Of sneaking up on you every time you waste a day? The debt collector's on his way He'll break your bones and make you pay He'll make you pay, yeah The debt collector's on his way He'll break your bones and make you pay He'll make you pay, yeah Your birthday marks the end of another rubbish year You don't feel any older but your hair's looking thinner Letras de cancionesIgnorance isn't always bliss Your life could be a lot better than this. Now it's time for you to change your ways Make something of yourself one of these days You owe your life to a health inspector Spent time you didn't have and now the debt collector Is onto you. He's after you. Don't you know the years have got a funny way Of sneaking up on you every time you waste a day? Haven't you hear what comes to those who waste their lives? Just living every single day the same as everybody else? The debt collector's on his way He'll break your bones and make you pay He'll make you pay, yeah The debt collector's on his way He'll break your bones and make you pay He'll make you pay, yeah From Letras Mania