Lyrics
I don't think I'll ever be coming back
To work for you so you can tell them that
You just turned out to be a bellyache
I don't believe a single word you say
You owe me, you owe me
You owe me, you owe me
You owe me, you owe me
You put your great ideas up your nose
Then try to tell me where the fuck to go
You're jerking off to the CCTV
While I'm pouring plastic pints of flat VB
You owe me, you owe me
You owe me, you owe me
You owe me, you owe me
I don't think I'll ever be coming back
