Look Mum No Computer

So sick of doing the whole 9 to 5
I pay my dues, I’m just stayin’ alive
And I’m so bored of it, bored of it
Oh, what’s the point of it, point of it?

A paracetamol to quench the pain
The office cubicle has trapped me again
Am I a mouse in a cage, am I
D-d-d-demotivational?

Ah, if only there was a language that I can count in
That would make me feel better, oh ja

Eins, zwei, drei
Darlin’, I need something salty
Eins, zwei, drei
With a slice of pepperoni
I’ll pay, you can owe me
That’ll be a pony
Eins, zwei, drei
I’m comin’ back to life

Eins, zwei, drei
Got me feeling okey-dokey
Eins, zwei, drei
Goodbye drudgery, hello me
So light you can throw me
Kill at karaoke
Eins, zwei, drei
I’m coming back to life

Countin’ in English doesn’t cut the mustard
So sick of munching roly-poly with custard
I’m so bored with it, bored with it
Oh, what’s the point of it, point of it?

I’ve always been a fan of aviation
I’m jumpin’ on a plane to another nation
And all my pounds, they feel counterfeit
I need some euros to count on it

Eins, zwei, drei
Darlin’, I need something salty
Eins, zwei, drei
With a slice of pepperoni
I’ll pay, you can owe me
That’ll be a pony
Eins, zwei, drei
I’m comin’ back to life

Eins, zwei, drei
Got me feeling okey-dokey
Eins, zwei, drei
Goodbye drudgery, hello me
So light you can throw me
Kill at karaoke
Eins, zwei, drei
I’m comin’ back to life

Eins
Zwei
Drei
Eins, zwei
Eins, zwei, drei

Eins, zwei, drei
Darlin’, I need something salty
Eins, zwei, drei
With a slice of pepperoni
I’ll pay, you can owe me
That’ll be a pony
Eins, zwei, drei
I’m comin’ back to life

Eins, zwei, drei
Darlin’, I need something salty
Eins, zwei, drei
With a slice of pepperoni
I’ll pay, you can owe me
That’ll be a pony
Eins, zwei, drei
I’m comin’ back to life

Eins, zwei, drei
Einѕ, zwei, drei
I’m comin’ bаck to life