Everybody's clocking out, it's nearly half past five
But I'd better stick around tonight and do some overtime
The bills keep mounting up and up like a wall of debt
I keep trying to get on top but I ain't there yet
Work, work, work, it's all I seem to do
But there's never any money at the end of the week left for me and you
I sometimes get to thinking how I got into this mess
I'm a working man and I'm proud of that
But sometimes I could do without the stress
I often get in early to earn an extra bob
And I work right through my lunch break
I'm so tired of this job
I come in at the weekends and I make a few more quid
But I rarely get to see my wife and kids
Work, work, work, it's all I seem to do
But there's never any money at the end of the week left for me and you
Paying off the interest, paying off the loans
I'm a working man and I'm proud of
That but sometimes I just wanna go home
We sometimes talk of holidays or buying us a car
But those are all just pipe dreams
'Cos the cash won't stretch that far
The kids go off to school in their cousin's hand me downs
And I don't know it I'll ever sort this out
Work, work, work, it's all I seem to do
But there's never any money at the end of the week left for me and you
And I can't help but wonder where it's gonna end
I'm a working man and I'm proud of that
But sometimes it drives me round the bend