Wake up in the morning,

Get the bath running
Get the blood pumping
Dreary eyed, felling shattered,
Another bl**d* working day started.

Chase the early morning bus,
God, how these days are such a pain,
Sunshine, fog, mist or rain,
Going to work leaves me tired,
And at the end of the day, battered.

Balance the books, pay the invoice,
Another report due and final accounts prepare,
Argue my point of view and listen to the sh**,
File this paper, thrash another into the bin,
This is the life, I'm stuck in.