It's a 12-hour shift
(I know)
I'm sick of working like this
(I don't)
You push me to the limit
Oh-oh, oh-oh
And ask for more
I come back again
Thinking it'll be different
But war never changes
And the thought of it's sickening
Imagine the world comes crashing down
Are you worse off or are you happier now
You're just too much work
(Work)
Sugar on the rim but
Let me in you're gin and work
(Work)
You never pay me overtime, overtime
Work
(Work)
Oh, sugar on the rim but
Let me in you're bitter work
(Work)
And I got sick of it over time, over time
Oh-oh
I come back again
I don't know what's in it for me
(For me)
It's not for guts or for glory
(Glory)
But I keep coming back
And still you abuse
Everything that you use
Noah's Arc was in twos
But you kept it for you
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Are you better off now
Or are you still doing work
(Work)
Oh, sugar on the rim but
Let me in you're gin and work
(Work)
(You know you do it)
And you never pay me overtime, overtime
Work
(Work)
It's sugar on the rim but
Let me in you're bitter work
(Work)
And I got sick of it over time, over time
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Work
Work, work, work, work, work,work
You're just sugar on the rim but
Let me in you're gin and work
(You know I never ever never ever wanted to)
And you never pay me overtime, overtime
(you're just too much)
Oh work
(Work)
Oh sugar on the rim but
Let me in you're bitter work
(Work)
I get so sick of it over time, over time
It's work
(Work)
(Work)