Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr papapapa papapapa uyeeeeee I'm on a time line Don't stress me out I'm on a treadmill So you better look out Time is catching up And I've lots to do Why don't you just help me Jobs work better with two I'm in the public service They are working me to death I'm all wound up and knotted In reams of bloody red tape I'm on a time line Don't stress me out I'm on a treadmill So you better look out Time is catching up And I've lots to do Why don't you just help me Jobs work better with two The pollys and the bosses Watch us a lot While the cues are getting longer and the phones are running hot We've lost a lot of staff Cause numbers have been cut While Pollys and bosses keep working Working on their cake gut Workin Workin Workin on their cake gut They chew it their gums with the fruit and nut and nut and nut Working working Workin on their cake gut
