Stop!
[Intro: Woman, spoken]
Will Nathan Savidge please come to the reception? Please
Will Nathan Savidge come to the till
[Verse 1: XTRATUNA]
Stop!
One day, two days, three days, four
I can't take it anymore
Five days, six days, seven days, eight
Get to work, or you'll be late (Stop! Stop!)
[Verse 2: XTRATUNA]
My mind, a cage, my soul, a bird
My deepest feelings, yet unheard
Nine days, ten days, eleven days, twelve
Down the rabbit's hole that I delve into (Stop! Stop!)
[Instrumental]
Stop! (Stop!)
[Instrumental]
Ba-ba-ba-ba-bam, ba-dum-ba
Stop! (Stop!)
[Verse 3: XTRATUNA]
Nine-to-five, crying time tonight
Utter fucking piecе of shite
My mind, a tree, my music, fruit
My worthless life an uttеr brute (Stop! Stop!)
[Breakdown: XTRATUNA]
Stop! (Stop!)
Stop! S-s-s-s-s-stop! (Stop! Stop!)
Stop! Stop! (Stop! Stop!)
Stop! Stop! Stop! (S-s-s-s-s-stop! Stop! Stop!)
Stop! Stop!
Stop! S-s-s-s-s-stop! (Stop!)
Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! (Stop! Stop! Stop!)
[Verse 4: XTRATUNA]
I am a robot, thoughtless and empty
One thousand nine hundred and seventy
I've got calculations, incomplete
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Will Nathan Savidge please come to the reception? Please
Will Nathan Savidge come to the till
[Verse 1: XTRATUNA]
Stop!
One day, two days, three days, four
I can't take it anymore
Five days, six days, seven days, eight
Get to work, or you'll be late (Stop! Stop!)
[Verse 2: XTRATUNA]
My mind, a cage, my soul, a bird
My deepest feelings, yet unheard
Nine days, ten days, eleven days, twelve
Down the rabbit's hole that I delve into (Stop! Stop!)
[Instrumental]
Stop! (Stop!)
[Instrumental]
Ba-ba-ba-ba-bam, ba-dum-ba
Stop! (Stop!)
[Verse 3: XTRATUNA]
Nine-to-five, crying time tonight
Utter fucking piecе of shite
My mind, a tree, my music, fruit
My worthless life an uttеr brute (Stop! Stop!)
[Breakdown: XTRATUNA]
Stop! (Stop!)
Stop! S-s-s-s-s-stop! (Stop! Stop!)
Stop! Stop! (Stop! Stop!)
Stop! Stop! Stop! (S-s-s-s-s-stop! Stop! Stop!)
Stop! Stop!
Stop! S-s-s-s-s-stop! (Stop!)
Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! (Stop! Stop! Stop!)
[Verse 4: XTRATUNA]
I am a robot, thoughtless and empty
One thousand nine hundred and seventy
I've got calculations, incomplete
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