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Oh, boy, you got a new job Stop bragging on how much money you got Oh, boy, patent leather shoes Patrick Bateman's dream finally come true Oh, boy, you're so cool Shoreditch House member, molly and coke Oh, boy, when the water gets high Do you wanna be dead or you wanna be dry? You work all day and then you die It's hard to find some peace of mind You work all day and then you die It's hard to find some peace of mind Oh, boy, more often than not The truth will come out if the liars are caught Oh, boy, you lost your job The president says it's the immigrants fault Oh, no, what you gonna do? Carry on pretending you're one of them too? Oh, boy, when the water gets high Do you wanna be dead or you wanna be dry? You work all day and then you die It's hard to find some peace of mind You work all day and then you die It's hard to find some peace of mind You work all day and then you die It's hard to find some peace of mind You work all day and then you die It's hard to find some peace of mind You work all day and then you die It's hard to find some peace of mind You work all day and then you die It's hard to find some peace of mind
Writer(s): Diego Garcia Martin, Alejandro De Lucas Munoz, Tom Furse Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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