I'm just waiting for The man to come with all my things And I'm just waiting for Another man to take it all
And it's not hard to tell That I learnt my lesson well And I'm just waiting for The man to come and go away
What are you waiting for Get up off your seat Its just seven days Feels like a week
What are you moaning for You got all that you want Your life could be worse You could be a nurse
It seems so sensible For us to keep the purse strings tight And move the decimals A couple of places to the right
And it's not hard to tell That I learnt my lesson well It seems most sensible But not exactly what we'd like
What are you waiting for Get up off your seat Its just seven days Feels like a week
What are you moaning for You got all that you want Our life could be worse You know, we all could be cursed
I Can't help feel like this So don't rearrange it I don't mean to be a dick I just don't like the changes
I can not help the things I say You know wouldn't to strangers But I don't like going away Cos it puts me in danger
I can tell you now There ain't a problem can't be solved With a good old fashioned row So grit your teeth and stand your ground
And it's not hard to tell That I learnt my lesson well But I'm still waiting for The man to come with all my things
What are you waiting for Get up off your seat It's just seven days Feels like a week
What are you moaning for You got all that you want Your life could be worse You could leave in a hearse
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