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Get up watch the clock yes I'm already late another working day is waiting I know what my boss is surely gonna say to me: another time you're fired I just take my place the job is always the same doing this and that and keep on smiling thanks god it's friday soon or later I'll be done it's almost 12 o'clock the time is standing still all I can think is to get out from here and finally break free shouting out fuck this fucking job this fucking job rules I've had enough I've had enough I've got to stay away a while from here I need a chilling beach sun sea and chicks drink and never think and never think monday don't expect me to be back there Songtexte well I'm still here the time is passing too slow so I lock myself into the closet to smoke but my boss just has a good smell for weed the fuck you think you are yes you're right it wont happen anymore like everyday I'm eating big shit thanks god it's friday soon or later I'll be done it's almost 5 o'clock... Aus Songtexte Mania