Letras: Ub40. So Here I Am.

Seven on a Monday morning
And it's a sunny day
It's just too hot to be working, yeah
But you've got to pay your way

So here I am sitting at the bus stop
Wishing I was somewhere else
Where I didn't have to work my rocks off
Wishing, I could please myself

Ten hours a day, I'm grafting
Under the bosses eye
Earn just enough to keep going
Making cars, I'll never buy

So here I am sitting at the bus stop
Wishing I was somewhere else
Where I didn't have to work my rocks off
Wishing, I could please myself

Five days a week, I'm giving
My time is clocking on
Just two days left for living
Wondering where my life has gone

So here I am sitting at the bus stop
Wishing I was somewhere else
Where I didn't have to work my rocks off
Wishing I could please myself

So here I am sitting at the bus stop
Wishing I was somewhere else
Where I didn't have to work my rocks off
Wishing I could please myself