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The seven

Ring, ring, 7:00 A.M.
Move yourself to go
Cold water in the
Brings you back to awful place

Knuckle merchants and your too
get up and learn those rules
Weather man and the chief
One says sun and one sleet

A.M., the F.M. the P.M. too
Churnin' out boogaloo
you up and it gets you out
But how can you keep it up?

Gimme Honda, gimme
So and real phony
Hong Kong dollar, Indian
English and Eskimo pence

You lot,
Don't stop, it all you got
You lot,
stop, yeah

You lot,
Don't stop, it all you got
You lot,
stop, yeah

Working for a rise, better my
Take my baby to
Seen the ads, she thinks it's
Better work hard, I the price

Never mind that time for the bus
We got to work and one of us
Clocks go in a place of work
Minutes and the hours jerk

Yeah, bye, bye
(When can I tell 'em I do?)
(In a second, maan, Chuck)

Wave to the boss
It's our profit, it's his
But the lunch bells ring
Take one hour, do your

What do we for entertainment?
Cops kickin' gypsies on the
Now the news has snapped to
landing of the dentist convention

Italian mobster shoots a
Seafood restaurant gets out of
A car in the fridge, a in the car
Like cowboys do in TV

You lot,
Don't stop, it all you got
You lot,
stop, huh

You lot,
stop, give it all you got, yeah
You lot,
Don't

So get back to and sweat some more
The sun will sink and we'll get out the
It's no for man to work in cages
Hit the town, he his wages

You're frettin', sweatin'
But did you notice, you gettin'
You're frettin', you're
But did you notice, not anywhere

Don't you ever stop, a enough to start
Take your car outta that
Don't you ever stop, enough to start
Get car outta that gear

Karlo and Frederick Engels
Came to the checkout at the seven on
Marx was skint but he had
Engels lent him the pence

have we got? Yeah, ooh
What we got? Yeah, ooh
What we got? Magnificence
What have we

Luther King and Mahatma
to the park to check on the game
But they was murdered by the team
Who went on to win

You can be true, you can be
You'll be given the same
Socrates and Nixon
Both went the way through the kitchen

Plato the or Rin Tin Tin
Who's more to the billion millions?
flash, 'Vacuum cleaner sucks up budgie'
Ooh, bye-bye,