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Ten minutes flat after a bad day in the factory,
I'm drinking like a dog in the sun,
I don't need to eat or sleep a wink, at the weekend,
Just rot my guts
And I can't wait for my next drink,
The first one is gonna sink, I'm the last of the big time drinkers,
I take pride in my work, I'm the last of the big time drinkers
The beer don't taste the same without my name painted on my glass
I don't live to work I work to live,
And live at the weekend, and maybe spend a week in the sun,
I come home, wet the bed, throw my sheets out the window,
And Sunday morning comes
And I can't wait for my next drink,
The first one is gonna sink, I'm the last of the big time drinkers,
I take pride in my work, I'm the last of the big time drinkers
The beer don't taste the same without my name painted on my glass
And I can't wait for my next drink,
The first one is gonna sink, I'm the last of the big time drinkers,
I take pride in my work, I'm the last of the big time drinkers
Just give me hops or the slops, I'm the last of the big time drinkers
I take pride in the work, I'm the last of the big time drinkers glass