Lyrics:

Now that your picture's in the paper
being rhythmically admired
and you can have anyone
that you never desire
all you gotta tell me now
is why, why, why,why

Welcome to the workin'week
Oh I know it don't thrill you
I hope it don't kill you
Welcome to the workin'week
You gotta do it til you're through it
so you better get to it

All of your family had to kill to survive
and they're still waitin'
for their big day to arrive
But if they knew how I felt
they'd burry me alive

I hear you sayin'
Hey the city is alright
when you only read about it in books
Spend all your money gettin'so convinced
that you never even bother to look
Sometimes I wonder if we're livin'
in the same land
Why d'you wanna be my friend
when I feel like a juggler
running out of hands?

Welcome to the workin' week
oh, welcome to the working week