Anna likes her Saturdays left alone Does her wash unplugs the phone And Daniel's a descendant of a distant king Would that that mean anything He's not a man of means Newspaper that they open wide Shows them the world tipped on its side
Payday And your moneys all that matters now You're complaining that you don't know how You put up with this job And you're bound to leave soon Payday You're a little bit less than yourself When you're a payday for somebody else
Anna and Daniel got married of course Turned to drink and got divorced And meanwhile the news from the world got worse All their daydreams in reverse At least they still had work And back at work they still love you So why does this still feel like your interview
Its hard to imagine if someone could freeze you here today You'd be remembered this way
They don't have a future but they do have a wage Cause a jobs not one of those things that gets better with age