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This Job is Killing Me
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Kelvin McCann
Jester aka Jesterpunkuk 2001
Down With The Clown
Fri Feb 13, 2004
Alternative : Pop Punk
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About the song
Song about working in a dead end job and then finally getting a massive record contract (or winning the lottery)and escaping the daily grind!
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This Job Is Killing Me

1. Another boring pointless day
Funny how they’re all that way
Still there’s endless bills to pay
Only way through is switch off
I’ve got a bad attitude
Always being f***ing rude
Getting my ear chewed
From my boring boss

Bridge: Endless phone calls of mindless dross
Are really starting to piss me off
I think I want to kill my boss, Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah

Chorus: Anger is crawling up my spine
Stress related piles all the time
Another f***ing wanker on the line
Another door closes in my mind
“This job is killing me”

2. So its plain for all to see
We’re hiding from reality
We’re boozing & smoking the aggro from our minds
Its time for us to take a stand
Take our lives in our hands
Shouting and fighting the anger from our eyes

Bridge: I’ve found a way to beat their lies
I think I’ve found the winning line
Saturday night is gonna be all mine, all mine, all mine

Chorus: Anger is crawling up my spine
Stress related piles all the time
Another f***ing wanker on the line
Another door closes in my mind
“This job is killing me”
Solo

Next Monday morning will be fine
I’m gonna leave all you losers all behind
No more f***ing wankers on the line
Its time for this rich boy to resign -
No more anger crawling up my spine
It’s time to leave you losers all behind
My Porsche is parked on double yellow lines
Its time for this rich boy to resign
“This job ain’t killing me”