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| Author: | Iceman [ Mon Jul 18, 2011 11:19 pm ] |
| Post subject: | The Works. |
Monday beckons, weekend's miles away Workbell rings and your dreams fade The same routine as you clock in today casts away the plans you made You think about the things you did and said Got drunk and made all your friends laugh Took the piss cos your two mates got wed You shouted out "your dress looks naff" Cars all queue as you slip out and smoke A fag that you say "it's my last" The fumes and fags all make you wanna choke Your'e paying for your wild wild past Your mobile ring shouts "unknown Number" You know theyr'e asking for more cash Monday's tough wish you could slumber Instead of rush hours crazy dash. The boss is shouting its your shift again You stub your fag and call it a day He doesnt care and he wont now explain Why he docked you so much pay You have your thoughts, they cant take those away You stand and stare and take it all in Just longing for it to be Saturday The weekend fun can then begin |
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| Author: | Witch [ Tue Jul 19, 2011 6:03 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: The Works. |
Sounds like my full week, not just a Monday |
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| Author: | Nydas [ Sun Jul 24, 2011 7:29 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: The Works. |
Cool Iceman, as always! |
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