Jam - Smithers-Jones Lyrics

Here we go again, its monday at last,

Hes heading for the waterloo line,

To catch the 8 a.m. fast, its usually dead on time,

Hope it isnt late, got to be there by nine.

Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie,

Stops off at the corner shop, to buy the times

good morning smithers-jones

hows the wife and home?

did you get the car youve been looking for?



Let me get inside you, let me take control of you,

We could have some good times,

All this worry will get you down,

Ill give you a new meaning to life - I dont think so.



Sitting on the train, youre nearly there

Youre part of the production line,

Youre the same as him, youre like tin-sardines,

Get out of the pack, before they peel you back.



Arrive at the office, spot on time,

The clock on the wall hasnt yet struck nine,

good morning smithers jones

the boss wants to see you alone

i hope its the promotion youve been looking for



Let me get inside you, let me take control of you,

We could have some good times,

All this worry will get you down,

Ill give you a new meaning to life - I dont think so.



come in smithers old boy

take a seat, take the weight off your feet

ive some news to tell you

theres no longer a position for you -

sorry smithers jones.



Put on the kettle and make some tea

Its all a part of feeling groovie

Put on your slippers turn on the tv

Its all a part of feeling groovie

Its time to relax, now youve worked your arse off

But the only one smilin is the sun tanned boss

Work and work and work and work till you die

Theres plenty more fish in the sea to fry