People keep on telling me I'm spending my days But no-one told me why I've got to put them away Streets are made for walking on so that's what I do But people keep on bunking imaginary queues Big brother took me under, told me to get a job I need a shave, he gave me blades and called me a slob I got a letter so I read it and what does it say It says you got a job, you'll be cooking burgers At McMurder It's a national service, we believe you've earned it Don't be shy of a piece of the pie You just heat it, you don't have to eat it Now Simon says I'm gainfully Employed Now I've got the money but I don't got the time To do the things that used to make my life worthwhile Used to talk banana skins but they went away The last thing that I said to you was have a nice day