The Passenger Club - The Land Of Work And Play Lyrics

Welcome to the land of work and play
It's a precious crew that keeps us on our way
Proud and true, protected from the grey
Points of view which stab at us today
I went to the counting house today
A thousand tongues, a million things to say
Eyes like coal and feet like lumps of clay
Plan your escape from the land of work and play
Who speaks the language?
Who reads the signs?
Who puts a value on your time?
I bet it wasn't "them"
I hope it wasn't us
You say it wasn't you,but
I know it wasn't me
This is the land of work and play
Where you'll pay and pay and pay
This is the land of work and play
So be careful what you say
Choose your boots and pull them by the straps
For gutless brutes the time has come perhaps
The world's in heat and someone stole the maps
Take your seat and watch it all collapse