Biscuits Songtext
von Fink

Biscuits for breakfast, cup of tea for the man
Four more years of this shit and I′ll be on 16 grand
Pushing the trolley, doing the rounds
Four more years of this shit and I'll be one of these clowns
In my office
On the fifth floor
Biscuits for breakfast
Biscuits


Biscuits for breakfast, cup of tea for me
Four years on in this game and I′m on 16 G
I want chocolate, gimme some cake
Gimme so much more than I think I can take
In my office
On the fifth floor
Biscuits for breakfast
Biscuits


Over my trolley, over a barrel
Over the desk it's all the same
Pushing the message, don't hate the player hate the game
It′s all the same
It′s all the same
In my office
On the fifth floor
I can see my world go round beneath me
Biscuits for breakfast
I can see my world pan out before me
I can see my world pan out before me
I can see my world pan out before me
And I can see it
And I can see it
And I can see it
And I can see it