Jam - Smithers-jones Lyrics
Here we go again, its monday at last,Hes heading for the waterloo line,To catch the 8 a.m. fast, its usually dead on time,Hope it isnt late, got to be there by nine.Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie,Stops off at the corner shop, to buy the timesgood morning smithers-joneshows the wife and home?did you get the car youve been looking for?Let me get inside you, let me take control of you,We could have some good times,All this worry will get you down,Ill give you a new meaning to life - I dont think so.Sitting on the train, youre nearly thereYoure part of the production line,Youre the same as him, youre like tin-sardines,Get out of the pack, before they peel you back.Arrive at the office, spot on time,The clock on the wall hasnt yet struck nine,good morning smithers jonesthe boss wants to see you alonei hope its the promotion youve been looking forLet me get inside you, let me take control of you,We could have some good times,All this worry will get you down,Ill give you a new meaning to life - I dont think so.come in smithers old boytake a seat, take the weight off your feetIve some news to tell youtheres no longer a position for you -sorry smithers jones.Put on the kettle and make some teaIts all a part of feeling grooviePut on your slippers turn on the tvIts all a part of feeling groovieIts time to relax, now youve worked your arse offBut the only one smilin is the sun tanned bossWork and work and work and work till you dieTheres plenty more fish in the sea to fry