The Job Centre Shuffle

Stick with me, kid We're goin' nowhere Monday to Friday, then a weekend report Life is a lesson, I'm yet to be taught Tired of impressing the boss, it's too short And I'm bored Monday to Friday then a weekend report Get in the line but the line ends in naught Lot on my mind but there's nothing to do 'cause I'm bored We do the pub bender shuffle The money where you been' Yeah, the job center shuffle, the 7 am shubeen They fuckin' tapped my phone, now watch your speech (yibby-yabba) Just take me back to the walls that speak I said take me back to fuckin' Dawson's Creek, c'mon Hey, you, what you do? Why you look so fucked? Buttons to press and switches to flick Curtains to twitch and it's making me sick P45 arrives strapped to a brick 'Cause I'm bored (I'm boarding up my window) All you get for crying is a wet face All you get for crying is a wet, wet face All you get for crying is a wet face All you get for crying is a wet, wet face We do the pub bender shuffle The money where you been Yeah, the job center shuffle, the 7 am shubeen And we smashed our phones Smashed those screens (yibby-yabba) We traced our steps through the phosphorescence Hey, you, what you do? Why you look so fucked? Hey, you, what you do? Why you look so fucked? Hey, you, what you do? (Ooh, ooh, I don't know) Why you look so fucked? (Ooh, ooh, I don't know) Hey, you, what you do? (Ooh, ooh, I don't know) Why you look so fucked? (Ooh, ooh, I don't know)