I'm on a sixty-five year holiday

Oh sleepy day, ungrateful night

Kissing the bricks in the afternoon



Go go go, go dead slow

So we'll never never work again

No no no



Never never work again

No no no



And if I had a hammer

How little I could do

And if I had a lover

Likewise



Oh sleepy day, ungrateful night

Come with me now

And we'll drink this dream away



I'm gonna flood the national debt

With a drinking bomb, drinking bomb



Oh, it's such a hard option

One foul pint of consumer based recovery

Four beds to a room, and counting



And we'll never never work again

No no no

Never never work again

No no no