Situation Vacant

An employment advertisement in the station caught my eye And kept me looking, yeah Said there's a situation vacant in the office of invention So you might try there So you buy yourself a tie and comb your hair And astound them with impressive words That you have read somewhere We don't want you working here (get out, you're no good) I said we don't want you working here We don't want you working here (get out, you're no good) We don't want you working here Every eye in the place tonight is gonna be on you They want to see you crawl and after all That's what you're paid to do So you look the people straight between the eyes And you tell them quite implicitly Just what you feel inside We don't want you We don't want you When a paragraph on paper makes a difference to your money Well, it's just not fair And surrounded by the smell of bread You let your feelings fill your head and float away To a place that isn't really there at all And exists inside yourself alone And drives you up the wall We don't want you working here (get out, you're no good) Said, we don't want you working here We don't want you working here (get out, you're no good) Said, we don't want you working here We don't want you working here (get out, you're no good) Said, we don't want you working here We don't want you working here (get out, you're no good) We don't want you working here