Job satisfaction,
I can't get no,
my head's about to blow the flat-packed furniture
And it's easy to find yourself alone with unpacked furniture
Why don't we find ourselves a home?
Cos money waits,
money waits for no man
Big ideas are best when on your own,
we could wait,
we could tempt fate!
Job satisfaction,
I can't take no more,
cos darling don't you know I'm showroom furniture
And it's easy,
when getting your attention we go
"SEX! SEX! SEX! SEX! SEX!"
And it doesn't really matter if the money runs out
because we never want to get out of here!
We don't say much but we say enough,
I love chemical equations and the way that we touch
And big successes are at best
and I'll see you at the top where I couldn't care less
And I left those dreams in magazines under flat-packed furniture!
Don't! Don't clap!
