W.L.W. Songtext
von Catapults

You know that life just ain′t worth living
Without sixteen million bucks
What a shame, there ain't no way
And though the treadmill′s never ending
Daddy's shoes still fit like gloves
Get fucked
We're not the same

Grab your wallet and get ready for the crisis of the week
Keep the fridge stocked at the expense of a half month′s salary
Recover on the weekend
But you′d best not lose the grind
Keep two jobs for good measure
You still wanna have a life


Roll up your sleeves
They'll give you everything you need
When you′re at work-life-wonderland
All they need
Is every minute of your week
So join the work-life-wonderland

Now you're too tired to be happy so you pass out on the couch
They′ll give you office pizza parties just to shut your mouth
You can work your ass off but they'll still inherit all your funds
40 hours, 40 weeks for 40 years and then you′re done

Roll up your sleeves
They'll give you everything you need
When you're at work-life-wonderland
All they need
Is every minute of your week
So join the work-life-wonderland