When they give you all their secret′s you'll just have to make things work, work
And when they give you the wrong answers′ you’ll just have to make things worse, worse
Job hunters to the left of me job hunters to my right
Job hunters they don't sleep job hunters hunt right through the night

Let me tell you let me tell you let me tell you let me tell you
It′s just work work work work
Let me tell you let mе tell you let me tеll you let me tell you
It gets worse worse worse worse
Worse worse worse worse

Life begins at 8 am
Life it ends at 9 and everybody wants to find some
Work work work work
Work work work work
Work work work work

The lights are low the meter's run dry
Your mothers with another man, man
And when they ask you to go softly
Well check this knife that′s in my hand, hand
And when we get ups when we get down
Don′t make this your alibi
So the moral of the story
When you get down don’t say goodbye
Let me tell you let me tell you let me tell you let me tell you
It′s just work work work work
Work work work work
Let me tell you let me tell you let me tell you let me tell you
It's just worse worse worse worse

Life begins at 8 am
Life it ends at 9 and everybody wants to find some everybody needs to find some
Work work work work