The Working Dead taby ukulele według Rebecca Sugar

[Dm] Tired from [G#m] work
[Dm] Hate my [G#m] job
[Dm] I really oughta be in mourning
[G#m] But I've got another [E] shift this morning
[Dm] Everyday feels like it's never ending
[G#m] What's the point of all this [E] time I'm spending
[F] Here [E] at this [Bb] dead end [C] job

[D] Oh, [F#m] we [Bm] are the [G] working [D] dead [F#m]
And we [Bm] lurch for [G] minimum [D] wage [F#m]
But I'd [Bm] really [G] rather [F] be
[E-single] Eating your brains

[Dm] Look at you, you seem so bright and healthy
[G#m] And your minds are full of [E] joy and wonder
[Dm] Stay a thousand miles from the condition
[G#m] That I've got from all the [E] stress I'm under

[Dm] Don't come near me or you might encourage
[G#m] All these terrifying [E] sudden urges
[Dm] Seeing you makes skipping work so tempting
[G#m] Don't you know that in the [E] night I'm temping?
[F] Here [E] at this [Bb] dead end [C] job

[D] Oh, [F#m] we [Bm] are the [G] working [D] dead [F#m]
And we [Bm] lurch for [G] minimum [D] wage [F#m]
But I'd [Bm] really [G] rather [F] be
[E-single] Eating your brains