Oh, boy, you got a new job
Stop bragging on how much money you got
Oh, boy, patent leather shoes
Patrick Bateman's dream finally come true
Oh, boy, you're so cool
Shoreditch house member, molly and coke
Oh, boy, when the water gets high
Do you wanna be dead or you wanna be dry?
You work all day and then you die
It's hard to find some peace of mind
You work all day and then you die
It's hard to find some peace of mind
Oh, boy, more often than not
The truth will come out if the liars are caught
Oh, boy, you lost your job
The President says it's the immigrants fault
Oh no, what you gonna do?
Carry on pretending you're one of them, too?
Oh, boy, when the water gets high
Do you wanna be dead or you wanna be dry?
You work all day and then you die
It's hard to find some peace of mind
You work all day and then you die
It's hard to find some peace of mind
You work all day and then you die
It's hard to find some peace of mind
You work all day and then you die
It's hard to find some peace of mind
You work all day and then you die
It's hard to find some peace of mind
You work all day and then you die
It's hard to find some peace of mind
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