Now that your picture's in the paper being rhythmically admired
You can have anyone that you have ever desired
All you gotta tell me now is why, why, why, why
Welcome to the working week
Oh, I know I don't thrill you
I hope it don't kill you
Welcome to the working week
You gotta do it 'til you do it
So you better get to it
All of your family had to kill to survive
And they're still waiting for their big day to arrive
But if they know how I felt, they'd bury me alive
Welcome to the working week
Oh, I know I don't thrill you
I hope it don't kill you
Welcome to the working week
You gotta do it 'til you do it
So you better get to it
I hear you saying, "Hey, the city's alright"
When you only read about it in books
Spend all your money getting so convinced
That you never even bother to look
Sometimes I wonder if we're living in the same land
Why d'you wanna be my friend
When I feel like a juggler running out of hands?
Welcome to the working week
Welcome to the working week
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