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