I Never Go to Work Songtext
von Nuclear Bubble Wrap
I Never Go to Work Songtext
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
On Mondays, I never go to work.
On Tuesdays, I stay at home.
On wendesdays, I never feel inclined
Work is the last thing on my mind.
On Thursdays, it′s a holiday!
And Fridays I detest.
Oh it's so much too late on a Saturday
And Sunday is the day of rest.
Oh yes, yes, practice trumpet everyday.
Oh yes, yes, practice trumpet everyday.
Oh yes, yes, practice trumpet everyday.
Oh yes, yes, practice trumpet everyday.
Practice Monday.
Practice Tuesday.
Practice Wenesday.
Practice Thursday.
Practice Friday.
And I practiced all night on Saturday,
So on Sundays I played best.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
On Mondays, I never go to work.
On Tuesdays, I stay at home.
On wendesdays, I never feel inclined
Work is the last thing on my mind.
On Thursdays, it′s a holiday!
And Fridays I detest.
Oh it's so much too late on a Saturday
And Sunday is the day of rest.
Is the day of rest.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
On Mondays, I never go to work.
On Tuesdays, I stay at home.
On wendesdays, I never feel inclined
Work is the last thing on my mind.
On Thursdays, it′s a holiday!
And Fridays I detest.
Oh it's so much too late on a Saturday
And Sunday is the day of rest.
Oh yes, yes, practice trumpet everyday.
Oh yes, yes, practice trumpet everyday.
Oh yes, yes, practice trumpet everyday.
Oh yes, yes, practice trumpet everyday.
Practice Monday.
Practice Tuesday.
Practice Wenesday.
Practice Thursday.
Practice Friday.
And I practiced all night on Saturday,
So on Sundays I played best.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
Oh no, no, I never go to work.
On Mondays, I never go to work.
On Tuesdays, I stay at home.
On wendesdays, I never feel inclined
Work is the last thing on my mind.
On Thursdays, it′s a holiday!
And Fridays I detest.
Oh it's so much too late on a Saturday
And Sunday is the day of rest.
Is the day of rest.
Writer(s): John Flansburgh, John Linnell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
