I Don't Want To Go To Work (Rodeo Terrorists Remix)

I don’t want to get up. Want to stay where I’m led.

It’s cold outside, but it’s warm in bed.

I don’t want to get up.I don’t want to get up.

I don’t want to get up but it’s warm in bed.

Spending lunch hour in the sun, thinking what I should have done. (Oooh yeah!)

Watching time just slip away, wasting day after day. (Oooh yeah!)

When I was younger than I am, I used to stay in bed all day.

Spend hours staring into space, I used to wish my life away.

If I did just what I liked, I’d be happy running free.

I could write a perfect book, or compose a symphony.

Spend the day down in the pub, or just go and get laid.

I don’t want to go to work, I just want to get paid.

But the beauty of a life, that is lived just starts to fade.

When I think of all the years, all the hopes I have betrayed.

But I’m scared I’ll lose my nerve, & live a life full of regret.

Too scared of getting what I want, too scared of getting into debt.

Will I shake away those chains, that have held me down too long.

Take the Birdman’s wing & fly, so I can sing another song.

About the strength to live a life, a life that work’s too long delayed.

I don’t want to go to work, I just want to get paid.

I don’t want to get up but it’s warm in bed.I don’t want to get up but it’s warm in bed.