You're working at your leisure to learn the things you'll need The promises you make tomorrow will carry no guarantee I've seen your qualifications, you've got a Ph.D. I've got one art O level, it did nothing for me Working for the rat race You know you're wasting your time Working for the rat race You're no friend of mine You plan your conversation to impress the college bar Just talking about your Mother and Daddy's Jaguar Wear your political T-shirt and sacred college scarf Discussing the worlds situation but just for a laugh You'll be working for the rat race You know you're wasting your time Working for the rat race You're no friend of mine Working for the rat race You know you're wasting your time Working for the rat race You're no friend of mine Just working at your leisure to learn the things you don't need The promises you make tomorrow will carry no guarantee I've seen your qualifications, you've got a Ph.D. I've got one art O level, it did nothing for me Working for the rat race You know you're wasting your time You're working for the rat race You're no friend of mine

Uh ya too rude Uh eh Oh what a rat race Oh, what a rat race Oh, what a rat race This is the rat race Rat race (rat race) Some a lawful, some a bastard, some a jacket Oh, what a rat race, yeah Rat race Some a gorgon-a, some a hooligan-a, some a guine-gog-a In this sphere rat race, yeah Rat race I'm singing that When the cat's away The mice will play Political violence fill ya city, ye ah Don't involve rasta in your say say Rasta don't work for no C.I.A Rat race, rat race, rat race Rat race, I'm saying When you think is peace and safety A sudden destruction Collective security for surety, ye ah Don't forget your history Know your destiny In the abundance of water The fool is thirsty Rat race, rat race, rat race Rat race Oh, it's a disgrace To see the human race In a rat race, rat race You got the horse race You got the dog race You got the human race But this is a rat race, rat race

We took our trousers off, the socialists asleep We talked and talked for hours, it was really deep You're a kind of angel, dancing by the table I was doing fine, then I met you I don't need a sign, what will, be will be Let's go start a life, somewhere in the weeds I am usually able,but your effect is fatal I was doing fine, then I met you I was doing fine, but then I met you

All of them Dreaming strange inventions in the shade 30 mile an hour domestic winds Blow away my nice domestic things The ground is full of improbable vegetations Black and heavy branches cut the sky Mechanisms work behind my eyes What a mystery (mystery) That I could want you still It's a mystery (mystery) That I would pick you ten out of nine times The water's cold All the red fish leave my feet alone Crush of people walk along the street The perfume they wear smells good to me And what a mystery (mystery) That I could want you still It's a mystery (mystery) That I would pick you ten out of nine times

Over me and over you I came by to say I'm confused about last week when you said "Hello, we should go to Tokyo" I think about you quite a lot At least enough to question what is causing me To think so much about someone it keeps me up and If you rip open my heart you'd see A whole lotta' blood and arteries But if I'm talking romantically You'd see space for you I remember at the pub The tea towel hanging at your butt You said I should come by sometime And so I came that very night I read a book I didn't like I was approached by some old guy he Bought me a glass of cheap wine He had a piano on his tie and If you rip open my heart you'd see A whole lotta' blood and arteries But if I'm talking romantically You'd see space for you If you rip open my heart you'd see A whole lotta' blood and conquered arteries But if I'm talking romantically You'd see space for you You'd see space for you

In the pipes of this city The rodents open up their eyes The hover trains begin their lives Like I do without you I argue with my toaster I wear my jeans a hundred days Most intimate I've been of late Is a pat-down at the airport And I want what I can't have, but I don't want what I can And that's the recipe for being alone I wonder through the market square People selling Kraków tours But the minimum's for two people I walk on like before I crawl onto chapel steps Just me and my hundred apps I look around at no one else And no one else looks back And I want what I can't have, but I don't want what I can And that's the recipe for being alone Yes, I want what I can't have, but I don't want what I can And that's the recipe for being alone

Dead girl got her face up to the sky now Sunk on the street curb it's a bad town New things to cry about everyday, hey This is the city of a million pints and pain Grim reaper finally arrives Guess there always is an end to amusement rides I heard a line in a movie last night go No one wants to hear your misery They've got their own Misery Misery Misery Misery Misery Misery Misery Misery Alive girl on a bike riding 51 She never saw the truck coming it's a cruel town But somebody's gotta die every day right Peacetime calls for a human sacrifice Night comes there's light in the trees Guess there always is a moon no matter who's deceased I made a note to myself on my telephone No one wants to hear your misery They've got their own Misery Misery Misery Misery Misery Misery Misery Misery