调：A major•
Verse 1
Another Monday looking for a job
What's the odds on getting
work of any kind
Anything
Fed up to the teeth with doing nothing
D
Asus4
D
If you can call it a livin'
Dm
D
Dm
D
Mis ter, I'm willing to work,
Asus4
D
A
Dm
just try me
I'll sweep the streets, I'll shovel shit
Willin' to turn me hand to anything, anything, anything,
D
Dm
D
Dm
D
Asus4
A
anything, anything.
Are they deaf?
The bastards didn't seem to hear me
Looking for a job
More like one in three million
A
Dm
A
Cooking the books more likely
Sick of being looked through
The original Invisible Man
For Christ's sake, mister,
Not just a scheme, it's a job that I need
Dm
A
Dm
A
D
playing with waste and the chipboard sawdust won't fill up the holes in me days in my life
Asus4
D
Dm
A
D
Asus4
D
Asus4
D
A
saw dust won't help me to live with me wife, with me kid, with me
D
Dm
A
at the end of the week.
Ah, another twelve months gone,
was the user looking for a job.
Disgusted with the smell
A
Dm
A
Dm
A
An d scared of the thoughts
And I don't need some
Some callous shit from Bastard Bill
Asus4
Dm
Not next year, mister, but now
Give me a job
A
A
A
I'm at the end of me tether
A
Dm
A
Dm
Give me a job, or I'll get on my bike
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