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)