Day Job Lyrics - Dance Hall Crashers

Four days left in the week 

And already I looked ahead 

I'm tired, so anxious 

Dazed, confused and seeing red 

Sometimes the day seem so long 

I wish my boss hadn't taken my bong 

Sometimes the days seem long 

So long 

I stare at the clock 

It doesn't move, no, not all 

The work day is so long 

Like a night of insomnia 

Sometimes the day seem so long 

I wish my boss hadn't taken my bong 

Sometimes the days seem long 

So long 

So I shut my eyes and fantasize 

About anything that'll come to mind 

To more perverse the better 

I shut my eyes and fantasize 

About all the really horrendous things 

I could be doing 

I shut my eyes and fantasize 

There are better be more than this 

Is this a really bad joke? 

I could be out right now doing 

All the really horrendous things 

I've been imagining 

It couldn't possibly be so boring 

So boring, so boring 

Friday, only one more day 

To endure this tediousness 

The clock won't move at all 

So I wait and I wait 

Sometimes the days seem so long 

I wish my boss hadn't taken my bong 

Sometimes the days seem long 

So long 

So I shut my eyes and fantasize 

About anything that'll come to mind 

The more perverse the better 

I shut my eyes and fantasize 

About all the really horrendous things 

I could be doing 

It couldn't possibly be so boring