Текст песни
Тебя задрал твой офис
Достал прораб
Представь, ты в Ливерпуле
Заходишь в паб
You’ve got to drink here anyway
Sometimes you’ve got something to say
And when you’ve got already to go
You’re off your face from head to toe
Я сдохну на заводе
Я – вечный раб
Мелькнёт на горизонте
Далёкий паб
Yeah, yeah, yeah! Anyway!
Sometimes you’ve got something to say
And when you’ve got already to go
You’re off your face from head to toe
I used to drink here anyway
I used to have something to say
And I no longer wanted to roam
I’m sick and tired – I’m going home!
