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Paroles de la chanson Paperchase par The Lafontaines
Good morning, little city,
Last night was rough, but you’re still pretty,
Working 9 to 5 each day,
To give 17.5 away
And its tough to take,
For us, for you it seems kinda of tough to break,
See, we’re all just trying to get by,
Now I understand why, it was so Hard for Fi (Hard-Fi)
And that’s kinda real, so living for the weekend is how I feel,
As I take the wheel, looking for a change of scene,
From this same routine, and this management scheme,
Last night was rough, but you’re still pretty,
Working 9 to 5 each day,
To give 17.5 away
And its tough to take,
For us, for you it seems kinda of tough to break,
See, we’re all just trying to get by,
Now I understand why, it was so Hard for Fi (Hard-Fi)
And that’s kinda real, so living for the weekend is how I feel,
As I take the wheel, looking for a change of scene,
From this same routine, and this management scheme,
But I say what’s to lose, I’ve got a dead end job which I clearly abuse,
Plus skills that I rarely use, and I could really care less about your company views
We are the masters of our fate.
And we need a change, we need our own space
We are the captains of ours souls
Et we’ve got it all under control
Good Evening, well I quit,
I cleared my desk, and I split,
I told my boss that’s it,
And to be honest, telesales is quite… shit,
And he had to agree,
Cause he wishes he had balls like me,
A degree ain’t worth the wait,
Plus skills that I rarely use, and I could really care less about your company views
We are the masters of our fate.
And we need a change, we need our own space
We are the captains of ours souls
Et we’ve got it all under control
Good Evening, well I quit,
I cleared my desk, and I split,
I told my boss that’s it,
And to be honest, telesales is quite… shit,
And he had to agree,
Cause he wishes he had balls like me,
A degree ain’t worth the wait,
When your waiting for something that you actually hate,
And as the wise man said, you’re a short time living, but a long time dead,
Hopes hang by a thread, so take control,
Go on make your mark before they mark your soul,
So I’ve got nothing to lose, I got my last pay cheque which I’ll clearly abuse,
Twenty Regal and a box of booze, with enough strong views to fill the news
Relaxed, unattached, unconfined
We are the masters of our fate.
And we need a change, we need our own space
And as the wise man said, you’re a short time living, but a long time dead,
Hopes hang by a thread, so take control,
Go on make your mark before they mark your soul,
So I’ve got nothing to lose, I got my last pay cheque which I’ll clearly abuse,
Twenty Regal and a box of booze, with enough strong views to fill the news
Relaxed, unattached, unconfined
We are the masters of our fate.
And we need a change, we need our own space
We are the captains of ours souls
Et we’ve got it all under control
So you can keep on working at it, even though it makes you sadder,
Daily on that 9 to 5, the only way to climb the ladder,
Working for the sake of its, wasted time,
But as long as you got money, then that’s peace of mind
Et we’ve got it all under control
So you can keep on working at it, even though it makes you sadder,
Daily on that 9 to 5, the only way to climb the ladder,
Working for the sake of its, wasted time,
But as long as you got money, then that’s peace of mind
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