Do I wanna be a spaceman? Do I F*ck
We want warehouse parties and amphetamine hugs
They want us to take vitamins and learn new skills
We want giro days and ecstasy pills
We want outdoor tripping on sunny days
And nobody gives a f*ck what the government says
I can't stand being in the rain
Waiting on a train
Groundhog dead repetition ripping at the brain
Mundane environment
Teenage retirement
Studied for a year but didn't know what his higher meant
He spent three years on a sheet of paper
Three years to get twenty years to pay for
Still have to graft as hard as your neighbour
Nervous breakdown on your lunch hour
Save yer heart attack for later
He s got his degree and he's finished his major
It didn't mean f*ck all he s still a minimum wager
It's the giros
It's the giros
It's the highs, the lows, The Jie s The Rows
Do I want to pay my train fare? Do I F*ck!
I'll just sit and read the paper and chance my luck
Blatant train skipper
Get off scot-free from ScotRail
Not a criminal but one time I got jailed
Do I want to join the army? Do I f*ck
I'm not brave or fearless enough
To get blown up
In a war I don't believe in
The news is misleading
Rupert Murdoch cheerleading for the bible-reading
F*ck the council tax bill ill camp on a hill
Get a job, get a job, get a job, get a real job
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Do I wanna be a spaceman? Do I F*ck
We want warehouse parties and amphetamine hugs
They want us to take vitamins and learn new skills
We want giro days and ecstasy pills
We want outdoor tripping on sunny days
And nobody gives a f*ck what the government says
I can't stand being in the rain
Waiting on a train
Groundhog dead repetition ripping at the brain
Mundane environment
Teenage retirement
Studied for a year but didn't know what his higher meant
He spent three years on a sheet of paper
Three years to get twenty years to pay for
Still have to graft as hard as your neighbour
Nervous breakdown on your lunch hour
Save yer heart attack for later
He s got his degree and he's finished his major
It didn't mean f*ck all he s still a minimum wager
It's the giros
It's the giros
It's the highs, the lows, The Jie s The Rows
Do I want to pay my train fare? Do I F*ck!
I'll just sit and read the paper and chance my luck
Blatant train skipper
Get off scot-free from ScotRail
Not a criminal but one time I got jailed
Do I want to join the army? Do I f*ck
I'm not brave or fearless enough
To get blown up
In a war I don't believe in
The news is misleading
Rupert Murdoch cheerleading for the bible-reading
F*ck the council tax bill ill camp on a hill
Get a job, get a job, get a job, get a real job
We want warehouse parties and amphetamine hugs
They want us to take vitamins and learn new skills
We want giro days and ecstasy pills
We want outdoor tripping on sunny days
And nobody gives a f*ck what the government says
I can't stand being in the rain
Waiting on a train
Groundhog dead repetition ripping at the brain
Mundane environment
Teenage retirement
Studied for a year but didn't know what his higher meant
He spent three years on a sheet of paper
Three years to get twenty years to pay for
Still have to graft as hard as your neighbour
Nervous breakdown on your lunch hour
Save yer heart attack for later
He s got his degree and he's finished his major
It didn't mean f*ck all he s still a minimum wager
It's the giros
It's the giros
It's the highs, the lows, The Jie s The Rows
Do I want to pay my train fare? Do I F*ck!
I'll just sit and read the paper and chance my luck
Blatant train skipper
Get off scot-free from ScotRail
Not a criminal but one time I got jailed
Do I want to join the army? Do I f*ck
I'm not brave or fearless enough
To get blown up
In a war I don't believe in
The news is misleading
Rupert Murdoch cheerleading for the bible-reading
F*ck the council tax bill ill camp on a hill
Get a job, get a job, get a job, get a real job
Writer: J Haze, M McGhee
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid