Text skladby Working Day
z alba Bluendie
Standing by the heating, my feet are really getting cold.
Drinking tea to warm up and taking my sweater away
of my freezing body, which is covered by ice.
There are no excuses
and I'm dying...
Oh, take me away.
Time is going slowly, I'm lonely man.
Can I really leave this place?
Can I really leave this place?
As usually working day was fine -
- earning money day.
Why I have to work in the fridge,
when I can do something else?
Twelve hours in cold, even heating is on...
There are no excuses
and I'm dying...
Oh, take me away.
Time is going slowly, I'm lonely man.
Can I really leave this place?
Can I really leave this place?
Can I really leave this place?!
Feel your body parts - it's freezing, freezing!
Feel your body parts....
