You come in the evening, You see me dreaming, And you of course begin to shout. You tell me: "Bastard, You want my money, But why've I gotta work 'til dark?"
I say: "that's enough!" Then I take all my stuff, And make my way out of your place! I'm sick and tired Of being hired And I don't wanna run this race (no more!)
CHORUS:
I don't want to work! (don't wanna be working), I just want to rock! Just wanna be rockin' and rollin' with my band. If you don't like it (I think you not gonna like it), I don't care 'bout it! I think you better know - workin' is what I can't stand!
Again I'm hangin' With the boys in evening, And we all are mad about these babes. I know you're sleeping, And must be dreaming Of another fool comin' your way!
CHORUS:
I don't want to work! (don't wanna be working), I just want to rock! Just wanna be rockin' and rollin' with my band. If you don't like it (I think you not gonna like it), I wanna fuck it! I think you better know - workin' is what I can't stand!