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• Artiste: Simon Jones
• Titre: Nine To Five
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Life's so simple, it's nine to five you know just where to go payday's all that keeps you alive even if you say "no no no" Got yourself right into a hole and now there's no escape payments on your house and on your car and on your soul but you, you're on the stage, yeah you, you're on the stage Ah you say I'm ungrateful for what you've done you say "where did I go wrong, this can't be my own son" well it's just that I don't belong You'd like more time for yourself -- that's fine but you can't afford to save and if you miss one payment and fall behind they'll move your tombstone from your bed to your grave Ah don't believe that money is life your bank will stomp on your grave and if you work til you die, you die for you work it's yourself that you've gotta save You sweat your guts out to get to the top you make it, you'll be just fine life's just a headache, but all's non-stop retirements where you lose your spine So you live in style in your mansion so fine your Rolls Royce parked in the drive but the forty-nine pill bottles form a great line you need them if you're going to survive Ah don't believe that money is life your bank will stomp on your grave and if you work til you die, you die for you work it's yourself that you've gotta save [Doors-like "rider on the storm" keyboard break] You don't need millions to keep you fed and buy a few things beside man one million boxes but what if you're dead I'd rather be happy and alive Work is a means it's not the end if you ain't happy there's nothing worse so live more life and let yourself bend stop saving for a ride in the hearse yeah a ride in the hearse No life's not easy when it's nine to five you don't really know where to go it's payday thoughts that keep you alive even if you say "no" Somehow you got yourself into a hole and now there's no way to hope payments on your house and on your car and on your soul what they do -- is it all your own fault? Ah don't believe that money is life your bank will stomp on your grave and if you work til you die, you die for you work it's yourself that you've gotta save Ah don't believe that money is life your bank will stomp on your grave and if you work til you die, you die for you work it's yourself that you've gotta save