Who needs remote control? From the Civic Hall Push a button You gotta work and you're late It's so grey in London town Panda car crawling around Here it comes Eleven o'clock

Baby you're the best I ever had Best I ever had And I'm certain that There ain't nothing better No there ain't nothing better than this But I just don't know (don't know girl) Baby one thing is for certain Whatever you do it's working

She knows her roots and works hard for her money Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred Now she loves her mom and daddy and the Lord to death Just actin' and sittin' playin' hard to get With the girls tonight man they're out on the town Grits

It's okay, it's alright Keep on runnin', keep on hidin' Keep on runnin' away And if it makes you want to jump and shout, go ahead! Keep on runnin' keep on hidin' Keep on runnin' away, it's okay. Workin' in the city This town's got no pity Bossman owns a

It's my fifty mission cup I worked it in And I worked it in to look like that Won the Leafs the cup They didn't win another till nineteen sixty two The year he was discovered I worked it in to look like that It's his fifty mission cup And I worked it in

It is almost impossible to catch up And no one knows what the next day will bring It's time to get to work I challenge you to work After you've missed a day's work A day like this will come A day like the will go There's no secret about this You reap

We gotta get out of this place If it's the last thing we ever do Now my girl you're so young and pretty Watch my daddy in bed a-dyin' He's been workin' and slavin' his life away (Yeah!) I've been workin' too, baby (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!) Girl, there's

We're catching bullets in our teeth And now we don't remember And if they take a couple out We try to work things out Heads and hearts and all the darkest parts of us It's strange to find such light In such endless night Green hills and enemies These

Soothing repeat I look down at my feet It's a hypnotist's arm And it works like a charm But I won't be deprived Real worlds, surreal life There is time Go to sleep You'll be fine

Good day to be me If I got you well it's a good day, baby Some folks call me crazy my momma call me 'hon And depending on the mood your in, I might be either one Hey, I get up and I go to work and I got to work some more When I get home I take it off and