Work, sleep, work, sleep, br Work, sleep, work, sleep, br Work, sleep, work, sleep, br Work: br br Work, sleep, work, sleep, br Work, sleep, work, sleep, br Work, sleep, work, sleep, br Work. br br Oh free me please with gentle ease br From work, sleep, work, sleep, work! br This odium, pounding tedium br Of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work. br br Just whisk me off to lands afar br From work, sleep, work, sleep, work - br That grinding train of rhythmic pain br Called ‘Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.’ br br Poor neural circuits fizzle and pop br In work, sleep, work, sleep, work, br In trying to make some sense of all this br Work, sleep, work, sleep, work. br br But Hark! I see a golden gleam - br A saving spirit of hope: br ‘You’re fired! ’ He screams. What news to bear, br This wondrous hangman’s rope! br br So now I’m free, released from all this br Work, sleep, work, sleep, work - br Eternal peace and rest for me, no br Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.