My drug is a paycheck for my time
And now the colors are fading from my eyes
Just one more mistake - I'll lose my mind
I really need a vacation cause the feeling's dry
I'm under my payments
I'm under the nose
And I wonder who pays them
And I wonder who knows
Let's go on holiday
You're sick of what you do
Let's go on holiday
You're sick of getting screwed
Let's go on holiday
Your bills are overdue
Let's go on holiday
You're sick of what you do
Oh, you're sick of what you do
Oh, you're sick of what you do
Oh, you're sick of what you do
Oh, hey boss. I gotta take a day off
Everything is chaos
Maybe we could get a little drunk one day?
Haven't been enough to pay off
Everybody laid off
Sure as hell not looking like a fox
Can't help but to whisper to myself
Everybody's someone else
They can't seem to do it for themselves
Can't tell if you're bitter but it sells
They put you through this hell
Don't know that they need help so I tell em' you should go
On holiday
Let's go on holiday
You're sick of what you do
Let's go on holiday
You're sick of getting screwed
Let's go on holiday
Your bills are overdue
Let's go on holiday
You're sick of what you do
Oh, you're sick of what you do