Hospitality

It's the harsh reality It's forced frugality It's feeling inhospitable when you work in hospitality It's working on your fantasies It's working on my guts and my bollocks Till i'm working for my family So sleep through the weeks Sleep baby fella Just sleep till you're boring, in your forties, poor and celibate Weak in morning from your glory days you're telling us of how you used to work now, You're only used to working love So what's the purpose of. We used to strive for a tribe now were dying in the silence of suburbia So let's be wordier Let's scream outabout how working five days a week Ain't the dream I'm out I'm done with it Sayonara, smell you later While we're slipping of the bottom rung, They're pissing in the elevator Sell their mates a steak in something greater While i cook and clean and wait A waiter, waiting on minimum wager This ain't work man It's living a lie Sharing out a little nibble for a piece of their pie When were forced to support big business and build pyramids Can you tell me why we're living this? This ain't work man It's just a career And if your pay grade hurts you your mission is clear Forced to support big business and build pyramids Can you tell me why we're living this? So long gone are the days we Spent for please now we Enter whether we're ready to rent for ever Or not So what's the point of any endeavour The many, so mega Yet never a penny, no cheddar We got Never a penny we got. So long gone are the days we Spent for please now we Enter whether we're ready to rent for ever Or not So what's the point of any endeavour The many, so mega Yet never a penny, no cheddar We got Never a penny we got. This ain't work man It's living a lie Sharing out a little nibble for a piece of their pie When were forced to support big business and build pyramids Can you tell me why we're living this? This ain't work man It's just a career And if your pay grade hurts you your mission is clear Forced to support big business and build pyramids Can you tell me why we're living this?