[Verse 1]
Smooth sailing
You're low riding
You can't decide if you love breaking or abiding
You feel rough
But good enough
Now you're tucked up in bed with a self-help book

What
Good God
Yeah yeah yeah
Good God
Are you smooth?

[Chorus]
(Smooth)
You're dying in the week but you're living for the weekend
(Smooth)
Every job far gone feels like a God
(Smooth)
Say oh no no no no no
The places where you won't go
(Smooth)
Just a trissy and a tinnie for the people you don't know

[Verse 2]
Well you're munching on a salad cause the bloke on telly told you to
You're sleeping all alone in a mattress that is made for two
You know you better run because their privileged to offer you
You can get the nasty bastards to stop 'em out and dirty your boots

Good God
Yeah yeah yeah
Good God
Are you

[Chorus]
(Smooth)
You're dying in the week but you're living for the weekend
(Smooth)
Every job far gone feels like a God
(Smooth)
Say oh no no no no no
The places where you won't go
(Smooth)
Just a trissy and a tinnie for the people you don't know

Sing it from the rooftops
Sing it till you're smooth
Sing it from the rooftops
Sing it till you're smooth
Sing it from the rooftops
Sing it till you're smooth
Sing it from the rooftops
Sing it till you're smooth
Sing it from the rooftops
Sing it till you're smooth
Sing it from the rooftops
Sing it till you're
Till you're smooth

[Chorus]
(Smooth)
You're dying in the week but you're living for the weekend
(Smooth)
Every job far gone feels like a God
(Smooth)
Say oh no no no no no
The places where you won't go
(Smooth)
You're just trissy and a tinnie for the people you don't
For the people you don't know