Traded in my tennis shoes For steel-toed rubber boots I got my own uniform to wear They've given me a plastic hat Earplugs and a funny net for my head I'm well-prepared
Time comes when you have to choose Occupation you can use Well they say it should be something you like But hard times just don't allow Poor boy to be choosy how he provides How you get by
Watch out now here they come My god what have I done? The temporary blues are gonna bring me down One day we're gonna make them change We gonna turn this mess around
Underneath fluorescent light Night is day and day is night Oh we're waiting on a break to come For some coffee with a honey bun And small talk about the things we wished we'd done When we were young
Time's up boy
Watch out now here they come My god what have I done? The temporary blues are gonna bring me down One day we're gonna make them change We gonna turn this mess around
Down the line, down the line We're sending it down the line, down the line We're putting in overtime, overtime We're gonna stay late
Watch out now here they come My god what have I done? The temporary blues are gonna bring me down One day we're gonna make them change We gonna turn this mess around Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
