Dance Hall Crashers - Day Job Lyrics
Four days left in the weekAnd already I looked aheadIm tired, so anxiousDazed, confused, and seeing redSometimes the day seem so longI wish my boss hadnt taken my bongSometimes the days seem long.. so longI stare at the clockIt doesnt move, no not allThe work day is so longLike a night of insomniaSometimes the day seem so longI wish my boss hadnt taken my bongSometimes the days seem long.. so longSo I shut my eyes and fantasizeAbout anything that ll come to mindTo more perverse the betterI shut my eyes and fantasize about all theReally horrendous things I could be doingI shut my eyes and fantasize -There better be more than thisIs this a really bad jokeI could be out right now doing all the reallyHorrendous things Ive been imaginingIt couldnt possibly be so boringFriday, only one more dayTo endure this tendiousnessThe clock wont move at allSo I wat and I waitSometimes the days seem so longI wish my boss hadnt taken my bongSometimes the days seem long.. so longSo I shut my eyes and fantasize aboutAnything that ll come to mindThe more perverse the betterI shut my eyes and fantasizeAbout all the horrendous things I could be doingIt couldnt possibly be so boring
