Work Songtext
von Morning Runner
Work Songtext
Dear Sir
We know what you′re about
You cannot say we didn't see it
′Cause we can see that you're slacking
It's another habit that you′re cracking
What′s a movement if you don't move?
What have you got left to prove?
I′m not sure how to stick to the floor
I crash onto your ceiling
Let me sleep a while 'cause I cannot stand
Break my fingers, hold my hand
What′s a movement if you don't move?
What have you got left to prove?
And I write and I write
But nothing here reminds me of you
You left the post laid on your door
I don′t want to see you no more
Oh, but Sir, I know you're lying
And this time I'll disappear and do my career
′Cause nothing here, oh, reminds me of you
Dear Sir
Quietly slip away
The last leaf fell, we all saw it
We can see that you′re flagging
It's not just your heels that you′re dragging
What's a movement if you don′t move?
What have you got left to prove?
What's a movement if you don′t move?
What have you got left to prove?
And I write and I write
But nothing here reminds me of you
You left the post laid on your door
I don't want to see you no more
Oh, but Sir, I know you're lying
And this time I′ll disappear and do my career
′Cause nothing here, oh, reminds me of you
We know what you′re about
You cannot say we didn't see it
′Cause we can see that you're slacking
It's another habit that you′re cracking
What′s a movement if you don't move?
What have you got left to prove?
I′m not sure how to stick to the floor
I crash onto your ceiling
Let me sleep a while 'cause I cannot stand
Break my fingers, hold my hand
What′s a movement if you don't move?
What have you got left to prove?
And I write and I write
But nothing here reminds me of you
You left the post laid on your door
I don′t want to see you no more
Oh, but Sir, I know you're lying
And this time I'll disappear and do my career
′Cause nothing here, oh, reminds me of you
Dear Sir
Quietly slip away
The last leaf fell, we all saw it
We can see that you′re flagging
It's not just your heels that you′re dragging
What's a movement if you don′t move?
What have you got left to prove?
What's a movement if you don′t move?
What have you got left to prove?
And I write and I write
But nothing here reminds me of you
You left the post laid on your door
I don't want to see you no more
Oh, but Sir, I know you're lying
And this time I′ll disappear and do my career
′Cause nothing here, oh, reminds me of you
Writer(s): Alistair Clewer, Tom Derrett, Matthew Greener, Christopher Wheatcroft Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

