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The Motherload: Boo Hoo: Lyrics

My last job was pretty dope


About as moving as a perching goes
Big Bucks, shirt untucked
Ive no business here..

The first day was pretty strange
Im good with faces but I cant do names
I must have shook ten thousand hands
Well its one for every pound I make this year

There was no sign of courtesy
No sign of biccys or a cup of tea
Just a room crammed full of suits in boot and clean shirts
machiner

And I dont owe you
Anything anymore
Youve got problems
Boo Hoo Boo Hoo
I dont love you
Never have, never will
Youve got problems
Boo Hoo Boo Hoo

Boo Hoo Boo Hoo
Boo Hoo Boo Hoo

Needs must I stuck it out
I called in sick so much we all lost count
Stayed at home smoked dope and thought of a million ways
to find my principals

Next day I made the call
I fuckin felt like I could feed the poor
Shock horror unemployed but at least I know my rights were
rights today

I dont owe you
Anything anymore
Youve got problems
Boo Hoo Boo Hoo
I dont love you
Never have, never will
Youve got problems
Boo Hoo Boo Hoo

(Instrumental)

I dont owe you
Anything anymore
Youve got problems
Boo Hoo Boo Hoo

I dont love you
Never have, never will
Youve got problems
Boo Hoo Boo Hoo

Boo Hoo Boo Hoo
Boo Hoo Boo Hoo
Boo Hoo Boo Hoo
Boo Hoo Boo Hoo