Here's a little story that should be told With a whole lotta heart and a little bit of soul Well we're all stuck in dead end jobs But the party's out the back So Baby come on!
Tired of the friction I could use a little fiction Just an ounce of satisfaction Take a break from all this social medication
Apathy and entropy Is standing right in front of me And laughing through my TV screen I am thinking of the rent
Woah oh oh oh Let's go Lady Come on go crazy It's on now Baby Come on So Baby come on
They're dancing in the backstreets I'm still staring at the spreadsheet I am filling out the fax sheet I am wrestling with MYOB
Freedom at my fingertips Tonight we're on an ego trip On Monday we can pay for it I'm thinking about the rent
Woah oh oh oh
What you got, What you need, It clashes See the world through tinted glasses Start a riot, You'll need some matches Getting Ready, Ready Steady Go My credits good to ride on Tonight our dreams are neon Don't pull the plug on me it's On and on and on