He's working all day long
He's a workaholic
He's working all day long
He never gets done
He's a workaholic
That's what they told him at the clinic today
He's been working 24-7 Oh God,
he needs a lazy Sunday
There's a monster in his belly
It wakes him up with a scream every day
He fits in black coffee and cigarettes
And it grows more for every Monday
He's working all
day long
He's a workaholic with nowhere to run
He's working all day long
He never gets done
All his friends are gone by
now
He's not sure where his mother lives
God just thought he forgot to fit in
That's how it goes when working on Sundays
Even though his unemployed is busy doing nothing
He's working all day long
He's a workaholic with nowhere to run
He's working all day long
He never gets done
He's got to take time
Learn to live,
slow down
And pay more attention to All the stiff days of life
He's working all day
long
He's a workaholic with nowhere to run
He's working all day long
He never gets done
He's working all day long
He's a workaholic
with nowhere to run
He's working all day long
He never gets done