The Workshop Video (MV)

I got my feet on the ground, I can feel every sound
Sync up with the crew and I feel fine-tuned
Sugar on my mind but we're running out of time
Labour in the moonlight, work until the sun rise
I got my feet on the ground, I can feel every sound
Sync up with the crew and I feel fine-tuned
Sugar on my mind but we're running out of time
Labour in the moonlight, work until the sun rise

Three hundred and sixty-something days I'm in this workshop
Been hunting for a break and a bonus, I guess my aim is off
But you don't even know the half of it
This overtime is infinite, I'm burning out like candle wick
I need a breath, yeah I need centre back
I need a sense of direction, nowhere to turn, I'm in a cul-de-sac
So much pressure from the boss to fill the present sack
The devil on my shoulder wears a red suit and a fluffy hat

I got my feet on the ground, I can feel every sound
Sync up with the crew and I feel fine-tuned
Sugar on my mind but we're running out of time
Labour in the moonlight, work until the sun rise
I got my feet on the ground, I can feel every sound
Sync up with the crew and I feel fine-tuned
Sugar on my mind but we're running out of time
Labour in the moonlight, work until the sun rise

I'm exhausted, it's an understatement
Start to doubt if I can make it
Couple candy canes short, that's classic underpayment
Sugar sticks are nice but I'm tired and running out of patience
But we can do it if we try
Me and Elf #sixty thousand four hundred and five, that's my guy
We can make the quota in one night
Like a billion kids' dreams, leave it to the dream team

I got my feet on the ground, I can feel every sound
Sync up with the crew and I feel fine-tuned
Sugar on my mind but we're running out of time
Labour in the moonlight, work until the sun rise
I got my feet on the ground, I can feel every sound
Sync up with the crew and I feel fine-tuned
Sugar on my mind but we're running out of time
Labour in the moonlight, work until the sun rise