Sometimes I feel like they treat me bad,
Sometimes they mess me around.
And I am aware that I can play up,
But I keep me feet on the ground.
Changeless faces,
Thinking they’re aces,
I know they’re nothing new,
But if I am inexperienced, tell me,
You’ll have to find another you.
I’m constantly trying to impress,
Just wait for me to finish my cigarette,
One day I’ll positively make up my mind,
Is it true that there’s more to life than this?
‘Cos one more day in this place called work,
Will insist, that I, might have to start again.
Some people say I’m on thin ice,
But it’s another bluff.
I think I’ve figured out how to work them,
But still I’ve had enough.
From the sound of my name,
And the turn of my head,
Will stem a new correctional call,
If you’re wrong or you’re right,
I can’t take no more nights,
Where I, come for more.