Late

[Verse 1]
I spend just a bit too much time on the internet
Staring at my PC monitor it's 10 pm
I should get a glass straight from the tap and take my meds
I should get some rest
(Yeah I know)

Its become a habit that I'm hard done by I guess
My job has not seen impacts but my social life's a mess

[Bridge]
It's not much to stress about but I'm still fucking stressed
Every day I wake up wondering what will come next
And hopefully a break
But then I check my watch and realise I'm so fucking late

[Chorus]
I'm so fucking late
(Once again)
I'm way too fucking late
Another day goes by and yet I'm fucking late
Oh bossman give me a fucking break

[Verse 2]
Sit down at the desk and type away from 9-5
I get to deal with people that I'll never see again in my life
And think about what I would do if I were to win the lottery
Live life in luxury until I check my balance in the green now red

[Bridge]
It's not much to stress about but I'm still fucking stressed
Every day I wake up wondering what will come next
And hopefully a break
But then I check my watch and realise I'm so fucking late

[Chorus]
I'm so fucking late
(Once again)
I'm way too fucking late
Another day goes by and yet I'm fucking late
Oh bossman give me a fucking break

[Verse 3]
It's only one week in and I'm broke already
Looks like I'm selling more cd's to people walking on the street
This isn't the life I want to lead I want to leave it to the pros
Around the high street with a block chain maybe one day HMV

[Outro]
Will stock my records on the wall and they will be sold out
And I will have a mansion where in most rooms I'll chill out
It all would be just be great
Get called up from LA
(maybe its because)

They're asking for a feature on some top 10 artist's album
But only if it pays for me to buy another mansion
For every single mate
But then I check my watch and I guess I'm fucking late