Working Man Lyrics

(Fuckin ell, fuck off ya ...)

The working man

Never lazes about his house

Cause the working man

Always has sommat about

The working man

Repeats his eight till four

Now the working man

Can't fuckin' take it anymore!

(Huh huh)

The working man

Goes to a greasy spoon for his grub

You'll find the working man

At the pool table in the pub

Challenge the working man

And he might buy you a pint

But the working man will smash it over your head at the end of the night!

The working man

The working man

You never wanna fuck with the working man

The working man

The working man

He drives a white van he's the working man

The working man

The working man

He'll drive you fuckin' berserkin man

(Working man please)

If you need a man on the tools

The working man knows just what to do

He'll come to your gaff and he'll have a laugh

As long as you make him a brew

He can do anything you want

From a bricky to a lekky job

He'll fix your leak but it'll take him a week

The working man never fuckin' stops

Aaaaaaah!

The working man

The working man

You never wanna fuck with the working man

The working man

The working man

He's drives a white van he's the working man

The working man

The working man

He'll drive you fuckin' berserk

Aaaaaaah!