Intro Dm Am Dm Am Verse Dm Am Tired from work Dm Am Hate my job Dm I really ought-a be in mourning Am E But I got another shift this morning Dm Everyday feels like it's never ending Am Em What's the point of all the time I'm spending F E Here, at this Bb C Dead end job!
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D Oh! F#m Bm E D We are the working dead F#m Bm E D And we lurch for minimum wage F#m Bm G But I'd really rather F Be... E Eating your brains! Verse Dm Look at you, you seem so bright and healthy! Am And your minds are full of joy and wonder Dm Stay a thousand miles from the condition Am E That I've got from all the stress I'm under Dm Don't come near me or you might encourage Am All these terrifying sudden urges Dm Seeing you makes skipping work so tempting Am E Don't you know that in the night I'm temping? F E Here, at this Bb C Dead end job
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D Oh! F#m Bm E D We are the working dead F#m Bm E D And we lurch for minimum wage F#m Bm G But I'd really rather F Be... E Eating your brains! Outro F#m
Enviado por: Angela Letra
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