Hospitality

It's the harsh reality
It's forced frugality
It's feeling inhospitable when you work in hospitality
It's working on your fantasies
It's working on my guts and my bollocks
Till i'm working for my family
So sleep through the weeks
Sleep baby fella
Just sleep till you're boring, in your forties, poor and celibate
Weak in morning from your glory days you're telling us of how you used to work now, You're only used to working love
So what's the purpose of.
We used to strive for a tribe now were dying in the silence of suburbia
So let's be wordier
Let's scream outabout how working five days a week
Ain't the dream
I'm out
I'm done with it
Sayonara, smell you later
While we're slipping of the bottom rung,
They're pissing in the elevator
Sell their mates a steak in something greater
While i cook and clean and wait
A waiter, waiting on minimum wager

This ain't work man
It's living a lie
Sharing out a little nibble for a piece of their pie
When were forced to support big business and build pyramids
Can you tell me why we're living this?

This ain't work man
It's just a career
And if your pay grade hurts you your mission is clear
Forced to support big business and build pyramids
Can you tell me why we're living this?

So long gone are the days we
Spent for please now we
Enter whether we're ready to rent for ever
Or not
So what's the point of any endeavour
The many, so mega
Yet never a penny, no cheddar
We got
Never a penny we got.

So long gone are the days we
Spent for please now we
Enter whether we're ready to rent for ever
Or not
So what's the point of any endeavour
The many, so mega
Yet never a penny, no cheddar
We got
Never a penny we got.

This ain't work man
It's living a lie
Sharing out a little nibble for a piece of their pie
When were forced to support big business and build pyramids
Can you tell me why we're living this?

This ain't work man
It's just a career
And if your pay grade hurts you your mission is clear
Forced to support big business and build pyramids
Can you tell me why we're living this?