Go, it's six am alarm bells ring, get out of bed
Drink some coffee and then smoke a cigarette
Wash your face and brush your teeth and put on clothes
Drag your body out the door and hit the
You, drive through the gates, your mood deflates and dark clouds loom
Spend the next eight hours grafting then go home
Have a bath and eat some food and go to bed
Then repeat five days a week until you're dead
Go, it's six am alarm bells ring, get out of bed
Drink some coffee and then smoke a cigarette
Wash your face and brush your teeth and put on clothes
Then drag your body out the door and hit the road
Is this what your life's become?
Constant misery with no fun
Forty hour working week
But always skint cos ends don't meet
You, drive through the gates, your mood deflates and dark clouds loom
Spend the next eight hours grafting then go home
Have a bath and eat some food and go to bed
Then repeat five days a week until you're dead
Same Shit Different Day Video (MV)
Performed By: The Social Experiment
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Nicky-Rhys Hughes, Paul Payne, Robert Newport, Kristian Johanson
The Social Experiment - Same Shit Different Day Lyrics
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English
Go, it's six am alarm bells ring, get out of bed
Drink some coffee and then smoke a cigarette
Wash your face and brush your teeth and put on clothes
Drag your body out the door and hit the
You, drive through the gates, your mood deflates and dark clouds loom
Spend the next eight hours grafting then go home
Have a bath and eat some food and go to bed
Then repeat five days a week until you're dead
Go, it's six am alarm bells ring, get out of bed
Drink some coffee and then smoke a cigarette
Wash your face and brush your teeth and put on clothes
Then drag your body out the door and hit the road
Is this what your life's become?
Constant misery with no fun
Forty hour working week
But always skint cos ends don't meet
You, drive through the gates, your mood deflates and dark clouds loom
Spend the next eight hours grafting then go home
Have a bath and eat some food and go to bed
Then repeat five days a week until you're dead
Drink some coffee and then smoke a cigarette
Wash your face and brush your teeth and put on clothes
Drag your body out the door and hit the
You, drive through the gates, your mood deflates and dark clouds loom
Spend the next eight hours grafting then go home
Have a bath and eat some food and go to bed
Then repeat five days a week until you're dead
Go, it's six am alarm bells ring, get out of bed
Drink some coffee and then smoke a cigarette
Wash your face and brush your teeth and put on clothes
Then drag your body out the door and hit the road
Is this what your life's become?
Constant misery with no fun
Forty hour working week
But always skint cos ends don't meet
You, drive through the gates, your mood deflates and dark clouds loom
Spend the next eight hours grafting then go home
Have a bath and eat some food and go to bed
Then repeat five days a week until you're dead
Writer: Nicky-Rhys Hughes, Paul Payne, Robert Newport, Kristian Johanson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid